Adrian ran to the vicinity of the protective screen, imitated the Undead Tribe, and struck several poses.
A few players giggled and helped him take good pictures, and they even used the Transcription Technique to print out several copies, giving them to Adrian.
Adrian, with a beaming smile, held the photos and looked at them proudly for a while, then contentedly stored them in his ring.
On the other side, as Fran watched, his aura became increasingly tense and deadly.
Hill watched with trepidation, not daring to say a word; he really wanted to run away.
Fortunately, List appeared in time and broke the stagnant atmosphere in the room.
"Mr. Snow Cloud Peak has taken people with him," List said, seeming to notice that something was amiss, his expression very serious, "He sent back a message; they split into two groups. A lively younger group followed that older Female Mage to Prince Charles's side.
