"… It's you?"
Sovann looked in confusion. Within the blue flames was a silhouette of a man walking toward the edge of the altar. He appeared to be around the same age as Sovann. But unlike Sovann, the man appeared to be sinister with his stretched, wolf-like face. Then, a ghastly whiteness spread over Sovann's face as soon as he recognized the man.
"Lennon?! How is this possible?! Aren't you dead?"
"Hahaha… Sovann, is that the only thing you can say to this old friend of yours?"