"Oh…this is the equipment from the east right?" Nicho asked as he sat down on the mat, placing his odachi next to him.
The others remained silent, their gazes fixed on The destruction below them while the groans of an unconscious werewolf lay on the shoulder of Krit.
"She better be worth it. We won't be able to come here ever again".
"After this destruction? Let's hope they don't chase after us".
"Even if the chieftain is an eleventh star, there is a limit to his abilities". Lioren scoffed and looked away, his gaze lingering on Gonzalo. "Let us leave before the others arrive…this level of destruction should serve as a warning in case they come after us".
"....and if they still do?" Mila asked, curiosity laced in her voice as the mat hovered away through the skies.
Lioren glanced at her, a mad glint sparkling in his eyes. "Then we do it again".
