The spell that she casted on her felt quite reliving, her emotional pains slowly faded away. Her memories were still really fuzzy, but Alya’s magic reminded her of one thing. Her own name. [color=808080]“Z-Zuri..”[/color] she mumbled under her breath. [color=f6c700]“My name is Zuri!”[/color] she exclaimed. [color=f6c700]“What’s yours?”[/color] she asks the girl with a curious tone after she healed her emotional and physical wounds.