Casper was absorbing the information that the Princess just gave to him. It was something that he wasn't expecting.
He was analyzing carefully that man in front of him. His black clothes made his body seem like a shadow mixing with the darkness of that room. That uniform had a hood on it, and it was difficult to discern what was his mask and what were the clothes. That man, somehow, gave a strange feeling to the soldier, but he guessed that it was what he was supposed to do with other people.
"So, this man, and a lot of others involved in this organization, are like spies… Well, I would address them more as ninjas, to be honest, but spies also fit very well." Vick spoke.
For an awkward moment, those three just kept staring at each other. The words of explanation of Vick were doing rounds in the air, then vanishing slowly, as if no one had ever talked since they stepped into that place.
