Bam! Bam!
"Kughh!... Arrghh!...."
The distant sounds of impacts and the screams of someone reached Avendial's ears from a fifty meters away.
A small cart, resembling a golf cart, carried two unusual individuals.
At the front sat a woman in a flowing black dress, her golden eyes shining brightly as she focused ahead.
Beside her sat a man with silver hair, contrasting with her sunny gaze; his deep blue eyes evoked the image of a vast ocean, while his hair glimmered like moonlight.
Avendial felt a twinge of pity for Leo, whose familiar, anguished cries echoed after each impact sound.
It was clear that Leo, having narrowly escaped death in the past, was now being used as a punching bag by someone.
"Marquess, aren't you curious about why we created this place?" Aecilia asked, her gaze fixed on the road ahead.
