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The City of Lost Souls, El Perdido.
Despite its strange name, it was a fine city. There were even kids running around in the streets, so it couldn't be that bad, right?
However, we also noticed a whole lot of suspicious people watching at us while we were standing there doing nothing.
Some of them were holding guns and other weapons, mostly all firearms of different types, cannons, rattling guns, and so on.
"Muh? Wewe awe we?"
And just in that moment, Drakda woke up, opening his little eyes and looking around sleepily. He had gotten tired after we fought that huge swarm of insects.
"We've arrived at the city, Drakda," I said. "Sleep more if you're feeling sleepy, don't worry, son."
"Yeah, don't worry, don't worry~" Miranda said, caressing our son's head.
"I wan… I wan fuud!" however, Drakda protested.
"Haaha, we'll get some, don't worry," I said. "Hmm…"
