"An immovable sandstorm?
"What a joke...
The old white-haired man beside her suppressed the surprise in his heart.
"Let's go. Take me to see..."
"Grandpa Klei..."
"Don't worry. Nothing will happen to us since the guard returned safely."
He quickly left with the guard after he said said.
This time, it took longer than the last time. Surprise shrouded the old white-haired Klein's face when they returned.
"Miss, I've lived for decades, but this is the first time I've seen such. It was a magical area. The sandstorm doesn't move in all directions...
Rebecca found it very interesting as well.
'Was there such a magical?'
She said hesitantly after some thought, "Onyx didn't mention this area."
"And it's so close to Twilight City. Could it be..."
Klei turned his head. Surprise filled his eyes.
"Miss, are you saying Twilight City created this magical storm?"
