Hans's gaze settled on Kimmy and Yunera as the convoy slowed to halt. He alighted from the armored SUV, slung his bag on his back, and approached them.
"What's this?" he chuckled. "A welcoming party?"
Kimmy stood there in place, wearing an amiable smile on her face. Her golden hair flowed down freely for all to see. A strange feeling blossomed in her heart as she saw Hans return from his short recluse.
Mixed with her peculiar joviality was a fear of what she had seen in her perception.
His aura has soared higher, she said, brows slightly furrowed. Mr. Johannes and Mr. Tyrus pales to him... eh?
Amidst her analysis, an aura stronger than Hans's came in from a strange-looking vehicle, the Guardian APC.
Kimmy restrained her movements, afraid that her presence might be noted by that person inside the vehicle.
Meanwhile, Yunera snorted, showing her dislike about Hans's unserious approach.
"Nobody's welcoming you," she corrected.
