"See? I told you something funky was going on."
One of the four humans, a tall, short-haired woman, spoke as the deathly black cover collapsed and revealed the scene of Toz and the cats fighting against the Tribe of Death's undead.
Compared to the desperate appearances of Toz and the cats, the four humans had a surprisingly relaxed appearance.
"Yeah. Great call, Kaler. Saving those guys and capturing those other guys might get us enough contribution to buy that bracelet you were looking at."
"Really?!"
The short-haired woman, Kaler, looked at the green-haired young-looking boy that answered her, with a radiant smile.
"Great! I'll take the lead. Hassandra, back me up, please."
"Like usual?"
"Like usual."
