"That's the captain," Eden said after a long moment, pointing toward the fading trace of divine energy that had carried Leon away.
Adrian gave a small nod, his expression flat but faintly amused.
"Yeah. That's him."
Eden blinked, his brow furrowing.
"Wait, You're telling me the man that showed up shirtless and kidnapped us midair, was the Captain?"
"Exactly." Adrian replied without hesitation. His tone was so calm it only deepened Eden's disbelief.
Eden opened his mouth to protest, then shut it again.
"…Why does he look so different?"
Adrian sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.
"You should know the captain by now. Nothing he does ever makes sense."
Eden was quiet after that, because it was true. Every encounter involving Leon seemed to defy logic—starting with his familiar, who was apparently the descendant of their captain. He decided it was better not to question how that even worked.
