'I was right. This isn't a rescue attempt. They wanted to kill the baron!' Lith thought as a man stepped through the Warp Gate, a curse still escaping from his lips as he turned to face Lith.
The man wore a simple adventurer set comprised of grey pants, a white shirt, and a brown leather jerkin. His skin was as dark as ebon, and his eyes blazed with bright violet mana as he looked around for his prey.
'That guy is not from Verendi. He has shapeshifted to hide his true identity!' Solus had never met the man before, but she had already faced someone with a similar life force. 'That guy is an Ishara. A Divine Beast species of the Rathi continent.'
The foreign man froze when he saw Lith, and his face twisted into a mask of confusion.
"You're Lith Verhen!" He said as if Lith were the last person on Mogar he had expected to meet that day. "We don't need to fight. I'm-"
