Ossa and his group arrived at their destination with twenty-two hours to spare.
"Is that them?" Umbranis asked, observing the heavily guarded carriage a few meters below them. The horse-drawn carriage was moving towards them, yet they remained unnoticed, hovering several meters in the air.
The carriage's exterior spoke volumes about its contents and owner, adorned with intricate designs of gold and black iron, symbols of the two-horned black phoenix wrapped around the sun, the insignia of the Human and Demon Union.
"Yes," Ossa answered, noting that the dark green aurora ended at the carriage. The aurora seemed to enter the carriage, proof that the devil's cloak was inside.
"They seem dangerous, at least as powerful as that silver warrior I faced," Ossa mused, turning to Bel.
Sensing Ossa's gaze, Bel shifted her gaze from the carriage below to Ossa. "What's wrong?" she asked, tilting her head in confusion at Ossa's worried expression.
