"Let's leave this place," Orion said, looking at Ron and the girl in the mask.
They nodded in approval.
However, just as they were about to leave, a voice sounded, and a group of people walked in.
"What do we have here?"
Orion and the masked girl flinched at the unexpected arrival of the group. They turned towards the door and saw a middle-aged man leading a group of people into the hall. The man had a healthy, albeit slightly fat, body, shoulder-length hair, and a face adorned with only a mustache.
"General Dray!"
The girl in the mask exclaimed as soon as she saw the middle-aged man.
"You two are at the wrong place at the wrong time," he said as his right hand started to burn with blue flames before it transformed into a flaming blade. It appeared as though his whole right arm had turned into a blade—a blade burning in blue flames.
"I can only kill you for that," he continued as he slowly took a step towards them.
