Above the sky in a distance far enough where others could not see but close enough for the entirety of a wide view. The air made sudden undulations in which the appearance of two mysterious figures entered the stage.
A woman wrapped in a seductive red gown stepped out while rubbing the emerald adorn on her staff. Following close behind is a middle-aged man clothed in a green suit who stationed himself beside the woman with an indolent yawn.
"The field seems to be stable enough." A deep male voice commented in a tone tainted with bits of sleepiness. As if unable to receive enough rest the man gave another wide yawn before breathing out a slothful sigh. Unshed tears border on the corner of deep set eyes brimming with a sense of melancholy.
"... …"
Hearing this observation the woman in red only nodded in acknowledgment as keen vision surveyed the area herself. Crimson lips opened to ask in a light tone, "where did you go?"
