Dorshild Port Town.
Town Chief Rombe's Mansion.
In the upper floor's office room, Rombe sat in front of a large screen. He had a muscular frame of 6'5 height, a thick black beard, and a pristine bald head.
And a pair of white crystal horns.
In front of him was a large screen showing footage of a battle.
"They are strong. What is their potential?"
"Four SSS-rank potential, and three… X-rank potential."
"What?!"
Rombe's eyes widened in shock.
"Yes… I have checked multiple times," said the slim man with the upper body of a human, an antlered head, and the lower body of a snake.
"It's been a week, but they have never entered the town. They are wandering in the wilderness, and are very strong."
"A week? So this is a week old, Tofen?" Rombe glared at the man.
Tofen smiled wryly. "I had to confirm this potential reading multiple times. And they are sharp. I am Tier-3, but I would die at their hands without doing anything."
Rombe's eyes jumped. "Are they Tier-1 or Tier-2?"
