Floating islands.
Central island.
"Big brother! Can't I come with you?" a young, beautiful, black-haired woman asked, her expression pouting as she gave the man before her a pitiful look.
"You're too old for acts like this, Ravena, and they won't work on me, not like before," the man scoffed.
"Humph! I'm never too old for anything. I'm still your precious baby sister and you should treat me like one, humph!" Ravena pouted, crossed her arms, and turned her head away, unwilling to speak to her big brother.
"Suit yourself, I'm still leaving without you." Regulus shrugged, placed his things in his ring, and moved toward the exit of his room.
"Ehh? You're really leaving without me!?" Ravena screamed in distress.
"Of course. I'm leaving without all of you. Even Sera isn't coming with me this time. It'll just be me and that stoic bastard. He claims he can finally beat me, humph! Let's see him try," Regulus snorted.
