Whoosh!
A radiant light ignited across the vast grassland, and two figures stepped out from its depths.
Atticus' hand rested on the hilt of his katana as his gaze swept across the surroundings. Ahead of him stood a man clad in a simple white robe, long black hair cascading down his back, a measured smile on his face.
"Welcome to the Evoli Domain, Grand Sovereign Atticus."
Go bowed with respect, a palm pressed firmly against his chest.
"…."
Atticus gave a curd nod, but his attention still roamed the expanse around them. Beside him, Anorah was the same. Her fingers were tight around her blade as her sharp eyes wandered the terrain.
"…Ahem."
Go cleared his throat awkwardly. It was as though the two of them had consciously decided he was unworthy of acknowledgement.
'He's the only one.'
After a moment, when Atticus was satisfied, his eyes settled on Go at last.
"Where is he?"
The Usurper's brows knit slightly.
