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Zanak sat down with Aren, Keiran, and the rest of the group.

"Since everyone's here, you can get acquainted now. After that, we'll board the ship," Zanak said.

A muscular, stern-looking man replied curtly, "Yome." Then he returned to sipping his coffee.

One of the women's eyes lit up as she glanced at Aren and Keiran. I was getting tired of being around these rough men, she thought. If I'd known two handsome guys were joining us, I would've dressed better.

Her name was Elara Voss.

Elara extended her hand to Aren. "Hello, I'm Elara."

Aren was about to reach out, but Victoria, clinging to his back, tightened her grip, making him hesitate. Instead, he gave a slight nod. "Aren."

Keiran stepped forward in his place, shaking Elara's hand. "I'm Keiran."

A man wearing glasses adjusted them and introduced himself in a brief, straightforward tone. "Soren Hale."