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/Step…/
As Dale went downhill, he met with an unexpected visitor…
An old, burly man with a sharp expression and wide shoulders… It actually doesn't narrow things down that much…
It was one of the Division Commanders of the Southern Corps of Old, Sarferato, the one who ruled the battlefield.
"Dale? So there's where you were, it seems you beat me up to it." Sarferato said as he approached Dale
As he did so, his gaze fell onto David, immediately causing him to raise an eyebrow.
"It seems you brought a friend with you… The Holy Relic… It's been decades since I've seen it up close and even longer since I've seen someone be so rough with it." He said as he went pensive
"The last one was… That arrogant and self-centered guy, Qrubin."
'I've been busy and all so I hadn't had the time to visit… Didn't think I would meet it this way.' He thought silently as his eyes narrowed slightly