Barbaros's castle had a variety of rooms with guards patrolling every section of the place.
One room, in particular, received more surveillance as it house two captives who were an important part of the Dons plans.
The dungeon room used to have only one prisoner who was the Plumage Saint, that was not until he was joined by a familiar face.
"Huhuhu," Shuntal laughs as he strokes his beard.
His cell was opposite to that of the cell containing Reginald who was still in the form of Kisha. "It's good to see that everyone else is alright, Reginald."
The thief gasped.
"How did you figure it out?"
"I might be old, but my senses are sharper than ever."
Reginald brushed off the statement. "I'm here to bust you out, old man."
"So your relic lets you transform into other people?"
"Yeah," Reginald replied as he puffs out his chest feeling a sense of pride. "It's awesome, isn't it? A relic worthy of the great Reginald Star!"
