Huo Ting Cheng, who was trying to hold her steady in his arms, lifted his eyebrows, gazing at Twilight; as much as they gave off this stranger-saviour vibe, her defensive aura said otherwise. He could even sense that murderous aura coming out of her ready to devour someone. He could identify a murderous aura that had actually killed people and just a normal murderous aura that wasn't that oppressive.
'Killed people? Who? From where? Who was she? Because there was no way she was called Twilight and didn't have a normal name like other people. Probably, this was her pseudo-name. Good enough, Twilight never had to take missions when Assassin Ice was in the Assassin camp. She only needed to live, and that was the agreement, so she wasn't known that much, and that name hadn't been used regularly so that people could identify it.
Everything about her spelled mysteriousness.
