"How are you holding up?" Nick asked.
In front of Nick was an old woman.
She had white hair, and there were several wrinkles covering her face.
The most pronounced were the ones above her eyes, which formed when one often had an expression of worry or bother.
However, there were also many wrinkles beside her mouth, which formed when they smiled a lot.
Every body told a story, and her body told a story of many highs and many lows.
"I did what I could do," she said. "I made my peace with life."
"When I was young, I was only interested in becoming stronger, but I don't think I was happy."
"That's when you arrived. You opened my eyes and gave me a new purpose."
"I finally felt fulfilled. I felt like I was doing something that mattered."
"I did all I could do."
Naturally, the old woman in front of Nick was Aria.
Nick was around 800 years old now, and he would soon become a Mid Adversary.
