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Forest on the border of Elfier. Nighttime.
Two horses galloped hard through the darkness of the forest. The sound of hooves striking wet earth created a frantic rhythm.
A man with slicked-back black hair led the way. He wore a dark blue military uniform with a red cloak fluttering wildly behind him. He was Borda. His face was tense, his eyes focused ahead. He kept spurring his horse, urging it to go faster.
"We have to hurry. We've been away from the city for too long," Borda said. His voice was almost swallowed by the wind.
Beside him, a similarly dressed man with messy blonde hair and pale white eyes rode a horse at the same speed. He was Raphal. His face was still covered in black bloodstains and a light cut on his cheek, remnants of the previous battle.
"Who would have thought a monster of that level would appear there, Borda!" Raphal shouted, trying to be heard over the wind. "Tch. My clothes are dirty now. Dammit!"
