She moved with the lightness of a cat, slipping through the city's dark corners. She left behind an intoxicating scent like rosemary, laying a layer of ghostly haze over the night.
The lantern flame swaying in her hand was like a lost soul trembling in the night. Should you happen to encounter her after dark, be careful—this soul lantern might be leading you toward the other side of the underworld.
The girl narcissistically admired the witch's charm in the mirror for a while. Narcissistically, perhaps! In any case, only after she had completely calmed down did she begin to think about serious matters.
Eirin was very powerful. Beyond that, like the god of trickery, she possessed an exceptionally intelligent mind. That bishop had called her a woman full of schemes.
Fallen Rosemary's primary method of combat was to use the soul lantern to command all manner of spirits, and the being dwelling within that lantern was the god of trickery—Loki of Norse mythology.
Loki was the god of mischief and lies in Norse mythology.
He was handsome and proficient in all kinds of magic and shapeshifting, but he was crafty and loved playing tricks on the gods, which made him unpopular.
His father was the lightning giant Farbauti, while his mother was the tree giant Laufey. Their union symbolized lightning striking a tree and creating fire, which was one reason Loki was called a god of fire.
Beyond that, Eirin's greatest strength was that she could also traverse the Sea of Quanta and reach one parallel world after another.
After playing with the lantern in her hand for a while, Eirin directly summoned the fallen god Loki. Like an Arabian magic lamp, a terrifying fallen divine spirit appeared in the room.
The girl could sense the power Loki possessed