- Hero... - despite the fact that he still hasn't recovered, the forty-year-old Calcitean wasn't ready to bet on who looked worse at that moment. - I think I'm starting to understand how you came to what you came to. Not everyone deserves a place in the sun and under the moon.
Leaning wearily against the reception desk, he focuses his blurry gaze on the second face. Not immediately, but eventually, he compares it to his memory and adds:
- Lady.
- Asura. - The lady introduced herself. - I think I saw you at the tournament in Shine.