Within the pugilist giants' villa, the atmosphere was quite gloomy as two giants sat in the hall.
The male giant name, Frugal gloomily spoke, "Something is not right. We should change our hideout."
"Hmm, it's been three days since we sent the letter to the Dark Mistress, yet she hadn't approached us at all. Furthermore, there are far more patrolling guards than usual. Since they didn't come here, at least our cover is not blown yet.
"Let's wait another day before leaving. There might be something important that binds the Dark Mistress for now. But if she doesn't show up tomorrow, let's leave this city and head towards the core region directly." The female giant name, Aven, stated.
"Alright…" Frugal was about to say something when suddenly a bell rang, alerting both of them.
Aven looked vigilantly at the door and said, "A 1-Star Epic Core?"
Frugal's eyes also shimmed in a faint gray light before he relaxed a bit, "He's alone. Do you think someone sends him?"
