Aizel saw some of the hunters and mages fleeing from him, while others just stood there, staring at him blankly.
He looked around the basement, which was unusually large, and observed cellars made of iron on the right and left.
He noticed there were captives in some of them. He tried to search for Emma, but she wasn't there.
"You are really powerful, as the report says." Suddenly, a thin male voice interrupted his search.
Aizel turned to face the voice. There stood a man about the same height as him and with a similar build. He had curly brown hair and black eyes, and hunters and mages stood behind him.
"Pardon my manners. My name is Shelton Paul." The man bowed slightly as he introduced himself. "It seems little Bretta really made it hard for you."
Aizel looked at him confused; he didn't have a lick of an idea who this man was talking about.
