The voice that came in out of nowhere, a voice so deep and smooth that it could attract anyone's attention, caused Ire and Don to looked towards the person. A man with rich skin looks as if he didn't have any sense of wrinkles or aging to show. He was extremely handsome, but aside from that, he also had pitch-black hair that ran all the way down to his lower back. It was smooth and silky. His pure black eyes looked over the two but focused back on Don.
"Riyku..." Ire glared at the man.
"Regressor?" Don inquired while looking at the man.
"Indeed, I am. But, I am not here for you, Ire, or should I call you Iblis?" The eight-foot-tall man, Riyku, said while speaking to Ire. Ire grit his teeth, and he instantly called forth to his sci-fi handgun. Within a split second, he pulled the trigger, and a red bullet shot from the gun.
