"Elon?!"
Hearing that name, Tyrion's heart trembled. That belonged to the legendary figure in the Death Gate Academy, ranked 1 in the Myth ranking, Elon?
Boom!
There was a violent gale that burst from the sky from far away. A golden light that looked similar to a meteorite was flying over. With several flickering lights, it crossed a distance of over ten feet and appeared in before them.
The moment that golden light figure took action, the golden war spear emitted a buzzing sound as it flew back and was held firmly by a huge hand.
Tyrion also turned his head around at this moment, and looked towards that direction. The golden light slowly dissipated and a black-clothed youth appeared in his line-of-sight. His black hair was draped over his shoulders. His face was resolute, his eyes looked quiet, like a deep Lake. An appearance that looked as though he wouldn't be shaken, even if the sky fell.
