Target Is An Army Of Zeus!
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
It was starting from this minute that Maxin's impression of Soulsqn changed from that of a strange, vicious, and fear-mongering creature to a dog.
When he heard the footsteps, Maxin quickly scanned around. However, the fog was so thick that he was unable to pinpoint the exact direction of the footsteps. Unbeknownst to him, Soulsqn had taken off her human pouch. She craned her neck and gazed around nervously, appearing like a cobra dancing to the music of a snake charmer. He looked skyward and saw a few holes on the platform. It did not take long before he realized that it was Hegel who made those holes. Seizing the chance before the person in the fog revealed himself, he climbed up to the top of the platform where Hegel had claimed a spot for himself, staring down at the sea.
"Somebody is here," Maxin said. "He might be somebody from the white camp."