Lane didn't have to wait long for his curiosity to be satisfied. He had barely managed to finish guiding Arlo, when a large group of people crossed through the Gate, appearing in the middle of the empty hall.
And right in front was the Guild Leader of the Allen Guild, an S-rank Esper in his mid fifties, famous for his powerful fire ability - Miles Allen.
He was a picture of elegance, dressed in an expensive designer suit. His black oxford shoes were polished to perfection, giving a mirror-like sheen. All the accessories were custom-made to match his clothes. He didn't look his age at all - it was hard to find any traces of wrinkles on his handsome, clean-shaven face. Only faint streaks of grey on his neatly-combed blonde hair marked his age.
