With the final words of his message typed, Rizki couldn't help but reflect, "Perhaps it's time I heeded Liora's advice." The memory of her voice echoed in his mind, "The sword seems to be growing fond of you."
Having made up their minds, they embarked on their journey to the Land of Bastion. It was in this place that Rizki would come face to face with Derick, a formidable beastman.
On the following day, they found themselves in a desolate land, a place filled with an eerie silence. In the distance, a figure with gray fur stood, gazing at the skies. Rizki, a human clad in a white coat and all-black attire, walked alongside Liora, who wore a black battle dress that was elegantly laced.
As they approached the enigmatic figure, a difference became apparent. Liora's demeanor was hostile; she readied her bow with a fierce intent. Meanwhile, Rizki casually puffed on a cigar, maintaining an air of nonchalance as he strode forward.
