Well, the twins' effort paid off in the end. They made Xila hate them more than the human race itself. It was even possible to see his delighted expression as he looked at the two get pummeled around by those on his side.
"Truly satisfying..."
Jana shook her head as she sighed.
'Why do I feel like everyone has been going as the twins had planned? Oh well, whatever.'
Deep inside the valley, under the red core of the natural formation, a man laid his back on a wall on the chamber where the Lakure Race ancestor was locked. Obviously, the man that laid there was none other than Old Worm, who was currently talking with Laro.
If one looked closely at the inscriptions on the chains that sealed the chamber, they would see that they were all very dim. It turns out that whatever Old Worm did had made Laro's life incredibly simple. If Laro wanted to, he could break out straight away.
"What do you think, Laro? Aren't they good?"
