The thief, still holding the child tightly, looked around the unfamiliar territory. He was visibly shaken, as this was the first time he had traveled through space.
In stark contrast, the child in his arms remained silent.
As the thief walked through the city, he realized that the people here dressed very differently, making him stand out even more.
Another thing he noticed was that the people here were much weaker than him. They were even weaker than the ordinary people of the Civilization.
"This seems to be a lower-level world," he muttered to himself. "That is for the best. This should stop them."
What he didn't know was that the Angels already knew his destination, even though it was selected at random.
The only thing stopping them was the fact that they couldn't descend without destroying this entire place.
"Language Comprehension," he whispered, activating a skill to understand the language of the people around him.
