Spirit Energy
CHAPTER 4: Self-Introduction

After breaking out of the prison and moving away from the darkness of the corridor, Jormac stood in the pitch-black night. His rapid heartbeat began to subside, and he was relieved to have managed to escape from the gruesome prison.

However, before he could find out more about the person who had saved him, he heard gentle steps approaching him from the darkness. As the moonlight illuminated the place, he saw a female figure standing before him.

The woman had short, silver-colored hair that looked like it was shiny under the moonlight. He had sharp and determined eyes, and Jormac felt like their eyes were examining his soul and mind.

"You're Jormac Seil, aren't you?" ask the woman in a calm and firm voice.

Jormac could only nod, still mesmerized by the woman's beauty. "Yes, I'm Jormac. Who're you?"

The woman smiled, a smile that felt like moonlight shining down on the darkness. "My name is Fisa, Jormac. I came to save you."

Jormac felt fascinated by Fisa's figure, not only because of her extraordinary beauty, but also because of her decisiveness and courage. He felt like he was talking to a figure who had incredible strength, and that made him feel safe.

However, he was also curious. "Fisa, why did you save me? What do you want from me?"

Fisa smiled again, this time with a lot of mystery. "All will be revealed in due course, Jormac. Now, all you need to know is that we need to get out of here before the guards find us."

Jormac nodded, and the two of them began to walk away from the prison, entering the darkness of the night which still held many mysteries.

As they continued walking away from the prison, Jormac felt his curiosity unstoppable. He wanted to know more about Fisa, especially how a woman could have the strength to lift him so easily.

"Fisa," Jormac finally asked curiously, "I don't mean to be disrespectful, but how can you lift me up? You're a woman, and I'm not light."

However, Jormac's question felt touched on Fisa's sensitive point. He paused for a moment, staring at Jormac with a cold expression. "Such questions are disrespectful, Jormac. Remember, appearances are often deceiving, and one's strength is not always visible from the physical."

Jormac felt regret for disturbing Fisa's feelings. He quickly apologized, "Sorry, Fisa, I didn't mean to insult you. I'm just very curious."

Fisa finally continued her steps, though still in a cold tone. "We'll have plenty of time to answer your questions later, Jormac. The important thing now is that we have to keep moving and get away from the prison."

After successfully reaching a place that felt safe, the two of them sat in a quiet garden. The full moon lit up their night, creating a magical aura around them. They stared at each other, and the atmosphere became awkward as many things had yet to be revealed.

However, Fisa finally decided to open the conversation. "Jormac" he said in a serious tone, "we are in a complicated situation. I'm helping you get out of jail because I'm sure there's more you know. We can work together, or..."

Jormac, who often complained, pondered for a moment. He knew that Fisa had important information, and his current decision would greatly affect his life. Then he decided to ask for further explanation from Fisa. "I need to know more about what happened and why I was being chased by those fake cops" Jormac said.

However, Fisa rejected him firmly. He looked at Jormac with a serious and cold expression. "I will tell you everything, but only if you agree to join me in seeking this truth. There's nothing I can say before you decide."

Jormac felt a dilemma. In a way, he wanted to know what was happening and why he was in this situation. On the other hand, he did not know if he could trust Fisa completely.

With hesitation, Jormac finally nodded in agreement. "Well, I'll join you" he said. There was no other choice for Jormac than to follow Fisa, especially if it meant avoiding the threat of returning to that hideous fake police station. Moreover, he thought, maybe this was an opportunity to repeat his life that had changed drastically.

Fisa nodded briefly, her serious expression remaining unchanged. "good. We have work to do. Follow me."

Then Fisa brought Jormac to his house at a quick pace, and Jormac followed him with mixed feelings. She felt nervous because this was the first time she had entered into a girls room. All of this was so unusual for him, and he tried to remain calm despite his heart pounding.

Meanwhile, Jormac also feels surprised because he never thought he would be invited to Fisa's house. However, awkward to ask about the purpose of their trip halfway through, he chose to remain silent.

Until they finally arrived in front of a house that looked quite ordinary. Fisa opened the door and invited Jormac to enter. "Let's go in, we've got a lot to talk about" Fisa said without a changed facial expression.

Jormac nodded and entered the house, not knowing what would happen next.

The two of them had entered the room, and Fisa firmly locked the door of her house tightly. There's no turning back now. In silence, Fisa looked at Jormac with a serious expression.

"Listen carefully, Jormac," he said in a stern tone. "You've got into a very dangerous game. For now, you'll have to do some errands for me."

Jormac felt tense, but he had no choice but to listen. "What tasks should I do?" ask him carefully.

Fisa answered briefly, "That'll explain once you've completed your tasks. But trust me, you can't back down now. Your life has changed, Jormac, and you have to be ready for it."

Jormac felt depressed by this situation, but he felt like he had no other choice. He nodded in agreement, "Alright, I'll do whatever you ask."

Fisa looked at him sharply, and Jormac felt such a huge pressure. Fisa's expression suddenly changed as she covered her nose with a finger, and she said, "First of all, take a shower first, you stink a lot!"

Jormac heard those words in confusion and surprise. "Eh?!" he murmured, not knowing how to respond to this sudden order. It was never in his deepest shadow that he would end up in a situation like this.