บท 645: Two Left Behind

Two hours ago.

Belvion Union.

Amidst the clamour that had just risen along with the stylish curve of the sun, two figures carved through a city street, one looking wiry while the other looked impossibly energetic.

The difference in their sizes, structures and details was stark, but with the conversations bouncing between them, it was clear that they shared quite some common ground.

The hawkers and suspicious merchants setting up their tents and stalls created the bulk of the noise this early in the morning, most people being annoyed by their yells for attention. However, one of the two passing individuals was delighted to hear the noise instead.

The fresh items, both cooking ingredients and food of various kinds and quality offered from several newly setup stalls made her grin and sigh in relief. At least food was here was stay.

Boredom may come.

Brutal wryness may come.