"It's time. There will be no turning back from here, my friend," A tall man wearing a long majestic robe said. His face was hidden behind a peculiar-looking mask made of metal, and there was not a hint of tension in his posture, but his tone was not as friendly as if talking to a friend when he said those words. It was more like a warning.
"Why would I want to turn back now?" A man wearing a particular set of clothing, something that made the Fenririus clan stand out, answered the masked man. His name was Zen Fenririus, the current head of the Fenrirus clan.
Zen didn't appear in the least intimidated by the masked man, and from their conversation, it was clear that they worked together to achieve their respective objectives.
The two men were currently standing in front of a big cylindrical tube filled with greenish liquid. Inside it, there was a person, and both Zen and the masked person had their eyes fixated on the individual.
