In the basement of 19 Rue Scheer, Lumian encountered Mr. K.
If he hadn't witnessed Mr. K transform into flesh and blood to envelop Moran Avigny and subsequently suffer holy light damage from the Purifiers, Lumian wouldn't have believed that the energetic, black-hooded man before him had recently infiltrated the Intis Republic's Minister of Industry's residence and carried out an assassination.
"You're back from the Southern Continent?" Mr. K's voice was as deep and raspy as ever.
Instead of sitting in the red armchair, he stood directly in front of Lumian, in the shadows projected by the crystal chandelier.
Lumian didn't hide anything and smiled. "I'm back to do a favor for a friend. I'll be leaving again in the future. As you know, I can teleport."
Mr. K's expansive hood swayed gently, as if nodding.
