He didn't understand what the voice or mural meant, but one thing that Asmodeus realised was that this meeting with Nerim, Logan and even Zahir might not have been just by chance, and they could be related to his fate.
'But can I really trust people from the mainland?'
Asmodeus didn't plan to deny or make his judgments quickly. The mainland didn't hold a good image in his mind, but after meeting Logan, he wanted to learn more. Whether it was the entire mainland or if the reason came from those with power.
"Have you rested enough, Nerim?"
Even after wiping herself several times with a towel, the pretty mermaid's body dripped with sweat. It seemed she'd pushed herself too far.
"Ah?" She seemed a little shocked when he spoke, her pink hair tied neatly in a high ponytail, while she removed her armour and wore a black suit made of a material like rubber or Lycra. "I'll be ready in a minute, sorry."
