C58 The Man Behind Isalin.

Phew...

With a long sigh, the battle finally came to an end. Isalin picked up a few tissues and wiped the traces of blood from the corner of her mouth.

After helping me clean up, Isalin sat up straight and did not even look at me. She picked up a bottle of mineral water to rinse her mouth, as if what had just happened had never happened.

Sitting on the chair