The twins shuddered when they heard these voices and looked back. Three men were flying quietly over the city as they came walking.
"Old Leader Allen, Old Scholar!"
"Mr. Murphy!"
The one who had spoken first was the old Allen Leader, Gray's father. He didn't look at all concerned about this.
The one who was silent was, in fact, the Leader of the Murphy Family.
The twins frowned. 'They finally got here in time.'
The newcomers didn't attack anyone. They looked towards those who were battling just now and all the destruction.
"Tsk, these bastards like to destroy such good things." Said the old Allen Leader.
"Nothing to be done, old friend. Destruction is his middle name when your son decides to get serious." Said the old, smiling and looking at the twins.
"I guess it's been a long time since the last time, little twins. When I saw you two, you were just little guys making a mess, remember me?" he said, as he smiled reassuringly.