"They sure are something, right?" Uncle Boo said as he looked at the Wanderers who were doing their usual morning runs in preparation for the upcoming Lunar Eclipse.
"Whatever they do is useless," Albion, who was in his demi-human form, replied. "If running could solve everything, both of us would have done it. But look at us—we are still here, waiting for a miracle to happen. They're just weak Humans. The only thing they are good for is to be used as sacrifices."
Uncle Boo was already used to the Unicorn's character, so he didn't think much of whatever he was saying.
Suddenly, the two Rank 8 Sovereigns heard a voice behind them.
"You're right. They are just weak Humans. But, did you forget? It's because of these weak humans that you now have a chance to save the person you want to save the most."
Thirteen walked toward the two strongest beings in the Arcadia Archipelago with a calm expression on his face.