-Swoosh!
Inside the uppermost layer of Sam's hideout in the Northern pole, a massive oval-shaped ripple in the fabric of space-time opened up.
The oval-shaped ripple emanated a mysterious bluish hue and looked like it was a gateway to a different world.
-Tak
-Tak
From it, two black-haired guys with similar-looking facial features stepped out. They were, of course, Samael Gracefell and Michael Rightwill.
"Sire! Sire, you're back!" Like a dog seeing his owner after a long time, Lucas came running for Sam.
Under normal circumstances, Sam would've ignored him or kicked him away, but after only being able to talk to Michael for the past 32 years, Sam was more than delighted to see Lucas' idiot looking face.
-Thud!
Almost ended up tackling him, Lucas hugged Sam like a baby. "Sire, where did you go?!"
"Ahh, Lucas! It's been 30 years!" Sam, too started patting his head with a bright smile on his face.
