Chapitre 135: Sorrow and joy [4]

Voom—

The space wobbled and a leg stepped out. 

Coming out of thin air were three figures. The very air changed the moment the three stepped out. 

Wearing thick metal armor with a golden lion insignia, they looked around. 

"Are we here...?" 

Captain Wesley Reijnder of the Hell-Lion Brigade asked. 

Looking around, he could feel the cold tickle his skin. With a thick mane of blonde hair, a mustache, and a bulky body, he was a perfect fit for the Brigade. 

"Brr, captain. It's cold~" 

Behind him were the two other members of the Brigade.

With short black hair and blue eyes, Samantha had a distinctive mole at the bottom of her chin. At Tier 5, she was an important member of the Brigade. 

On the other hand, standing beside her, with long black hair covering his face and a hunched back, Ray looked around while muttering to himself. 

".....I'm tired. I want to go back. Why always me?" 

"Stop complaining."