"Looks like you've been roughed up by Lord Five. Well, what can you do when that's the reality."
"L'Lord Five?" Zeyn asked, confused.
"You know, the masked guy you've been tangling with, the one with the number five on his mask."
"...Are you one of his associates?!"
"At least that's what we all call him, code name and all," added the Barong-masked guy. "Each of us is an individual with unique abilities, just like yourself."
Zeyn's ears tingled with an odd sensation as he learned the puppeteer behind the city's destruction. Especially with the name mentioned, Lord Five? It sounded like a makeshift moniker coined by a middle schooler trying to be cool. Though Zeyn doubted the validity of the information he received, this person seemed sincere. The enthusiasm displayed when explaining the cringe-worthy alias was a testament to that.
