The garden glowed as the portal appeared and shimmered in the middle of the pavilion. The dark place lit by only a few stars before that were visible from the transparent roof of the interior garden suddenly brightened from that glowing magic circle.
Azer, who was sitting on the corner of the place, stood slowly and quietly. He was starting to lose his patience from waiting for hours in that corner, so he was pleased that the portal was finally used again.
He hid himself behind the bushes and waited for someone to emerge from the glowing light. A man in a black cloak stepped out. His hood was on and being his façade facing against the light of the portal, his visage wasn't revealed clearly.
Nonetheless, Azer moved like lightning and lunged at the person. His nose was permeated by the smell of flowers, strongly attached to the person's body.
"Urgh!"
