Sylvester Archipelago

She’s slippery, isn’t she? I think it’s dermis, but whatever.

Yeah.

And, hey, they didn’t take my belt, right?

No.

-Alright, let’s go. -Number eight!

Sarael, Tiberius, and Lucia enter the barracks of the Cornut people. Twelve warriors with one-handed swords and pistols look at them in surprise and slowly reach for their weapons.