"To think vermin like you would have the gall to approach the heart of Mastorn…" The old man said with a burning anger, "...I, Godfrey, the first Argonaut, will see to it that you're all wiped from the face of Gaia."
It wasn't so much the proclamation of malice that shook the four that squared off against the mysterious assailant, but the title that fell from his lips.
"'The First Argonaut'?!"
–The same thought simultaneously ran through each of their minds.
Before any further thoughts could occur, the white-bearded elder, Godfrey, moved his hand simply with his palm facing the grass below.
FWOOM.
"--!"
A massive pressure shot down, causing the air to hiss and whistle under a rapid, immense force. It didn't seem to be targeting him or Iris, yet, at least; he could see it as the space above Tristan and Brahmi curved around, being displaced before it crashed down.
