The room was full of strangers. The silver haired man had returned with a brown leather bag in hand. Ever since his arrival he hadn't stopped looking at Reyna, his excitement clearly written in his eyes. Serena had already briefed her about his coming that morning when she brought food and clothes for Reyna to change into.
From what Reyna had gathered, the man had once been a keeper of knowledge in the Guardian realm and had come to earth for retirement. Reyna silently dared him to poke her with one of the metal things he was pulling out of his bag. She didn't care who he was, he would lose his arm that very second.
