After the trial is over and the main gods leave their seats, someone runs to Kresi and pulls her in his arms. She frowns in confusion. Although she had existed as a soul for many years, her body is only thirteen at the moment because she died at the age of thirteen. The man tightens his arms around her. She bites her inner cheek, uncomfortable in his embrace.
"Are you trying to kill her?" She hears a woman's loud and piercing voice. "You are going to crush her this way."
The man puts her down on the ground and scrutinizes her with his eyes, feeling guilty. "Are you hurt, Kresi?"
Is it… Kresi blinks her eyes, surprised by what she's seeing. "Mirai?"
"You recognized me." Mirai cocks his head slightly and grins at her, placing his large hands on her thin shoulders. "I have grown up. I am way taller and stronger than you are, Kresi. You don't have to worry about anything. I will protect you."
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