"Maverick King…?" He repeated the name the System showed him.
It seemed the tall, foreign man got their names as well, putting his hand to his chin, "...Jeong-Hui, Sol, and Yeong-Un? If I'm not mistaken, and apologies if I am, those are Korean names, right?"
"That's right," he nodded, "Wait, are you not from Korea? But…this dungeon is–"
By now, the tension had settled from the natural charisma and warm aura the mysterious man produced–there was no hostility exuding from him.
"Wait, you don't know about the Sky Dungeons?" Maverick asked in surprise, a bit wide-eyed.
"Huh? What do ya' mean?" Yeong-Un asked, folding his arms across his chest–still obviously somewhat sore from having his enemy stolen.
Maverick placed his gauntlet-clad hands at his sides, "The Sky Dungeons are interconnected across the whole world! I came in from one in the U.S. of A! Ha-ha! You don't know about that?"
"...No clue," he shook his head in shock, still trying to understand.