The one that appeared was a Human Saint. But, he didn't originate from the Xetuka Kingdom; he had an unknown origin.
He resembled a youth, sporting long blue clothes that fluttered in the wind as he hovered in the air, able to fly naturally, something all Saints were capable of.
He was a Mage that wielded the Fire Element, gazing in surprise at Horan's figure, muttering in praise, "You're the first Pseudo-Saint to ever evade my attack. You're talented."
"I have to praise you for that."
'Damit!' Horan's expression was foul, having never expected to run into a Saint so abruptly. If not for Teto's alarmed shout, he wouldn't have been able to react so quickly.
'How did he notice the Saint before me?' Horan gazed at Teto in surprise before his body trembled in shock, noticing that a section of Teto's hands had been charred black. He hadn't managed to wholly evade the attack.
