Arriving at the Artificial Moon, Minos left behind the four Zocarro natives, who felt sick after arriving there by instant transport, and made his way out of the area.
Passing the men on the outskirts, behind the organization of the grandiose space station, Minos soon made his way to the counters.
Meanwhile, the tattoo of six wings on one of his hands warmed until, after years of waiting, the soul fragment of the seraph revealed itself to Minos.
'We're finally here, huh?' The soul fragment commented in a good-natured tone, pleased their agreement was coming to fruition.
'Where do we go now? You told me about the journey to the Seraphim World when I returned to Zocarro, but you didn't give me the exact names of the places we have to pass through to get there.'
