Chapitre 348: The Final Assault

As the second figure emerges, Gaza rises to his feet and hurriedly grabs him.

"What the-

As a bonafide fighter, the second 

"Bezart, it's me. Gaza"

"Huh?"

In his confusion, Gaza leans in and whispers into his ear in a tone of utmost urgency.

"Don't say anything stupid and follow my lead"

Covered by a blanket of dust, this act was obscured from the view of others.

But not for long.

*Voom!

Ezra speeds to the dungeon site, stopping just metres away.

His abrupt stop conjures a small soundwave that blows away the blanket of dust, revealing the two figures underneath it.

Gaza, and the newcomer.

A replica of Gaza with hind legs and horns all covered in black skin, but smaller overall frame and his armour was brown rather than gold.

He had iron gauntlets of the same colour, with the tips of it made into gleaming claws. 

Ezra's eyes latched onto his figure.

"What's your name?"