"Lord Ezra!"
Ezrahl slightly blinked and then creased his brows in confusion.
Finally realising their mistake, the ghosts exchanged glances and scratched their heads. One of them smacked the other.
"Idiot! These are humans!"
"Humans can't even come here!"
"Oh… right… I smell… dragons," it was a man clad in knightly black armour.
"But why would dragons come here?"
The one with no eyes folded his hands coldly, "Lord Ezra is far more handsome!"
All other ghosts nodded in unison as Aesther and Ezrahl shared a glance. She interrupted their speculations.
"We messed up a gateway and arrived at the wrong place," Aesther smiled sheepishly, "We only had a little stardust so now we can't return home until help arrives."
They finally forgot Ezrahl and looked at her.
A ghost with no fingers thoughtfully placed his hand under his chin, while the one with no eyes frowned.
