Serian watched the small child run after his ball. A genuine laugh bubbled up from him, and the sound felt completely out of place in this new world. She leaned back on the bench, letting the sun warm her face a little. 'This world has some good things in it, I guess.' She was starting to relax, just a little bit.
"Excuse me, miss? Are you lost?"
The voice came from directly behind her, and it made her whole body jolt. She spun around, her hand instinctively going to the sword hidden under her jacket. Two girls stood there, one with black hair and a serious look, the other with pink hair and a bored expression.
'How did they get so close?' she thought, her mind racing. She hadn't felt them coming at all, not a single sound or shift in the air. Her senses had never failed her like this before. 'Is this world dulling my senses or is there something else?' The thought was a cold spike of fear.
