Dragon Clouds City, Armor District, alley.
"Don't you at least have the intention to explain yourself?" Bathed in the light of the setting sun, Kohen's breathing quickened, his grip on his sword hilt tightened.
Raphael stood before him dressed in white, and gave him a light smile. "For old time's sake, Kohen, leave this city immediately—a word of advice from one old comrade to another."
Kohen sucked in a deep breath, suppressing his anger and curiosity. At this moment, he did not even know what to say or how to face his old friend from the Tower of Eradication.
"Miranda is here, she's nearby." Kohen was adjusting his breath, trying to appear calm. "Did you know that?"
