"Thank you, father, without you I surely wouldn't have won," Aizel commented as he sighed exhausted.
His combat against Aida had been very complicated, and surely he would have lost if his father hadn't arrived in time.
"Don't mention it," Emiris responded seriously. "I have to admit that this enemy was formidable, I almost used my Asurastra."
The one speaking was Aizel and Eirian's father.
An imposing man, with dark red hair combed back.
His gaze was severe, and his eyes intense red, though the bags under his eyes betrayed his lack of sleep.
He wore an elegant outfit as befitting a noble, which was now somewhat wrinkled due to combat.
"Yes, though perhaps we should go back now, there are problems at the laboratory," Aizel said with some concern.
He knew that Nora wasn't weak, and the boy who rode that beast didn't seem to be either, even if his amount of ka wasn't great.
However, Emiris didn't seem too worried about it.
