Noticing that Adrian had noticed her, Lyra smiled. She held two cans of beer. Holding out one, she asked, "Care for some?"

"Sure." Adrian accepted the can and downed its contents.

Lyra also took a big gulp. The night breeze tousled her hair as she looked up at the full moon, and her gaze in her eyes made her appear lost.

"I heard that you have a special fondness for full moon nights. Is that true?" she asked, turning to look at Adrian with a faint smile.

Adrian nodded.

"I lost my parents at a young age, so I have nothing but fragments of memories of them. I've tried my best to recall what happened, but there are only scattered clues. I remember someone was chasing us, and I was surrounded by a fire. The last thing I remember is my father's scream." Lyra chuckled and took another sip of her beer.

As she continued sharing her past, Adrian's attention was completely focused on the tattoo on her arm, and his heart skipped a beat. It was a totem worshiped by the people of Silver Pea