Broken logged back into Immortal Legacy, but not Yunatea like usual—this time, it was Hell! He found himself back in the same inn room as before. As he scanned the room, he noticed someone else had logged in before him. It was a girl—a healer wearing glasses. She looked startled, quickly averting her gaze when he glanced in her direction.
What should I do while waiting for the others to gather? He wondered.
There were still two hours before their scheduled meet-up. Marlene had given the team some leeway, allowing them to either handle things in the real world or spend some time exploring the town.
For some reason, he couldn't shake the urge to venture deeper into this small, eerie town. After his first encounter with the demon society yesterday, he felt more prepared—more accustomed to their strange, unsettling forms. So he decided a quick walk around wouldn't hurt.
