……

"Almost, that's about it..."

With a creak, the wooden door of the small house was pushed open. Angel Rose, wrapped tightly in her robe, stepped out, panting heavily.

She seemed to have gone through intense exertion, her forehead covered in sweat, her eyes clouded with mist. As a star spirit, her hair clung tightly to her forehead, and many parts of her robe were soaked.