It was a very petite figure, probably a woman. Wearing a large black cloak, her face could not be seen clearly, but her blue eyes were shining brightly against the long blond hair.
Fear flashed in the eyes of the young man and woman: "You... You... Who are you?"
The woman in black approached step by step, her figure swayed like a swallow in front of the young men and women, and said: "I am... Tuta Joseph."