Leviathan and Midnight

A fire broke out in one of the mansions of Cacten, where Midnight, Sun, and Francoise originated. The fire was so big that it scattered to the neighboring mansions and until the entire village was on fire.

"Woah!" a man stood there, watching the fire as his eyes glimmered. "This isn't a natural fire. Look at that black hue out there."

Midnight watched him as he held Sun in his arms. "Who are you?"

The older man smiled and leaned down. "My mame is Reginald, and I'm here to tell you that it's not too late."

Reginald gave Midnight a piece of paper. "This is the address of an orphanage nearby. Go to that orphanage and you'll be fine. Here are some bread and snacks while you're there."

"Bread and snacks?" Midnight asked as he looked at the address. "But sir, this is from another city. It would take us hours to get there."

"Exactly," Reginald smiled just when the bells rang and the announcer yelled.