Drommir and Vogan

In a brightly lit room,

"Master, just a few minutes ago, I sensed the existence of a dimensional crevice in this province for a moment."

A middle-aged man wearing simple robes replied to an old man who was sitting in a cross-legged position.

On the robes of that middle-aged man, there was a word 'Spirit' that would catch everyone's attention.

'Hm'

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the old man opened his eyes with an expressionless look on his face; however, deep down he was greatly excited with the news.

"Moreover, I have a feeling that it was not a normal dimensional crevice. It must be a special one."

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man replied to the old man.

"Vogan, how sure are you about the dimensional crevice being a special one?"

The old man thought for a moment before asking the middle-aged man.