Chapter 341 Potential Number 4
East: Port Dock
Netting out to sea with a large thick black webby trap to ensnare some wild fish, arriving at the port as three shady visitors have arrived.
Those said visitors are none other than Mezo and his chums, getting not so friendly gazes and scared ones, unmoved by their watchful eyes as Mezo stares forward, having some choice words to express on the rudness of the working dock workers, Entco states, I should just cut out all these gawkers eyes for staring so damn ard. They never seen travelers before.
Thinking nothing of them as Grazu is beside Entco on her left, showing a no fucks given demeanor, Grazu laments, it's fine if the weak want to stare. As long as they don't try any funny business it's whatever.
Sniffing the air as his nostrils flare in and out subtly, breaking his silence as he brings his feet to a complete stop, Mezo voices, I smell a potential strong one in the vicinity.
Halted as well as his two wandering mates glances their sights every which way as they try to track the scent that caught Mezo's attention.
Vocalizing her thoughts, Entco says, I don't sense anyone with a strong aura here, they all smell regular here to me.
Whipping out his blade with no hesitation as Mezo blocks a projectile that has seemed to come out of thin air, instantly shifting his neck to the right and lifting it up slightly, Mezo responds, someone quite formidable is here alright.
End of Chapter 341