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“I… How can I stay so calm like this?”

Alice’s eyes, like amethyst, pierced through Parang.

Parang, overwhelmed by the depth of that gaze, stared back at Alice with trembling pupils.

Alice seemed angry. Was it because of Parang’s earlier question?

Thinking she might have said something unforgivable to her friend in her haste, Parang opened her mouth to try and explain herself.

But Alice was faster.

“The reason I can stay calm, Parang, is because I swore—swore firmly—that I would never waver.”

She …