Leonel looked up into the skies, resting his spear on one shoulder while Little Blackstar sat on his other. Ships that looked eerily similar to the battleships of the Dimensional Zone appeared in a group of four. At their helms, existences that Leonel had simply never seen before appeared… He recognized not even one of them.
However, what he did recognize was their flowing hair.
Green hair and green eyes.
Golden hair and golden eyes.
Blue hair and blue eyes.
Red hair and red eyes.
There was only one group of families that they could have possibly been.
Still, Leonel didn't seem too surprised by their appearance, as though this was just to be expected. There had always been something fishy about the Four Great Families. They had depths that he couldn't see through, and held secrets that were hard to fathom.