"Okay, Raine, if you have things to handle, go ahead! I'll be in Dorne City these days, along with Baron Olsen."
"Once you're done, let's celebrate together tonight."
"Alright, Lord Viscount."
...
As the griffin soared swiftly, Raine gazed at the distant rolling hills speckled with green and the winding river, and his thoughts began to wander:
'The Black Fist Army is merely a detachment, yet it includes extraordinary beings like Black Fist Commander Gelkuk. Moreover, there's some deep-seated collaboration between them and the Talin Association. I'm afraid my days ahead won't be peaceful.'
'And then there's the divine avatar...' At this thought, Raine frowned slightly.
Because for quite a long time, even with the advanced Monster Skill, he was unlikely to be a match for a divine avatar.
'But what does it matter!'
Soon, Raine's frown eased out, his expression became solemn, fearless.
