"A place that's cut off from the outside world after me and my friends battled the first Shadow General..."
"... and got defeated miserably."
Hubert's expression turned somber as he reminisced about the past. However, he regained his composure when he noticed the pair of green eyes fixated on his face.
Kyle winced when the old man patted his arm and glanced back at the man with purple eyes.
"You both know about the shadow generals, or you want me to go into details? 'Cause I really don't wanna talk about that bastard who betrayed his own kind."
Kyle instinctively shifted away slightly to evade any further pats and nodded.
"I'm well aware."
Hubert let out a thoughtful hum.
"Well, unless you have been living under a rock, it's hard not to be familiar with the shadow generals in this day and age."
He reached out his hand and grabbed Kyle's arm once again.
