"Her name ... Dorothea Viehmann ... a storyteller from Germany. That person made the emergence of legends come true."
"Revenge has begun!" shouted Dorothea raising her hands.
The otherworlders' expressions contorted. Hiro fiddled with his ears, afraid he'd heard the wrong thing. The brown haired boy turned to Devan who was exhausted. When [Dorothea Viehmann] appeared, Devan's status increased again.
Name: Devan Alviano
16 years old
Race: Otherworlder
Level: 6
Jobs: -
Ability: [Guitar Instrument Mastery] [Town of Musician Bremen]
Skills: [Teleportation] [Scream] [Resonance ]
Weapon: Guitar Instrument
As [Dorothea Viehmann] continued to suppress the billows of sand that were starting to come their way, Hiro wanted to help. However, the right hand signaled not to interfere. At the same time pointing the index finger to the left.
"You'd better get going! I can handle it myself."
"But—"
