Saya Tala
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Saya Tala's destiny suddenly changes when her brother helped her escape from the trap set up by the group named Hades in order to open the Thraig's Throne just before their warehouse blew up. Stricken that the people close to her might get involved, she acted on her own by searching the key fragments that her brother made. With the help of Anya, they have to prevent anyone from opening the Thraig's Throne again and at the same time, rescue his brother.
But who is Saya Tala, what's her aim and how would she do it?
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