About twelve hours before the teenagers met with the supposed cosplayers, late in the evening, a flash of light appeared above the clouds on the outskirts of Novis.
From the light, a group of four people appeared, plummeting to the ground at high speed, only for their fall to slow down before they landed.
"Did it work…?" Soren, the warrior, asked.
"Ugh, I don't know… I'm a bit dizzy," Faelyn replied, clutching her head with discomfort.
"Well, at least we aren't at the mountain anymore," Sylas commented.
"You beasts, where are we!?" The voice of a man instantly annoyed the group, making them turn around to look at Gabriel, the angel, who had entered the convergence at the same time as the rest of the party.
Before the trio could respond, Gabriel waved the matter aside and drew his sword, telling himself that he must fulfill his mission.
