The carriages came out from the vortex that led toward the Dark Continent before the pair of guards guarding it, glanced over. Their eyes were gleaming to see the luxurious carriage before two others quickly emerged from the same gate.
"Oi you," said Kesya toward one of them.
"Y-Yes?" one of the guards rubbed their hands as he approached Kesya with the smile of an evil merchant.
"What's happening in this continent?" asked Assid.
"Ah, sir, it's you, do you remember me?" asked one of the guards.
"No," answered Graham.
The guards had black lines over their heads but refrain to say something ill.
"Hahaha," laughter emerged from inside one of the carriages before Lyon stepped outside. His nose rumbled as he ruthlessly took a deep breath. "Same old, same old."
The guards glanced toward the young man before they opened their eyes wide. "Ah, you're!"
