" I am Frank... "
Three days after Ossa's arrival on the demon continent.
"… I can't sense him," Rohan said aloud, a look of bewilderment in his eyes. This was the first—no, the second—time he could not sense someone, and both times it had been the same person: Ossa.
"Who is he…?" he wondered.
"Hey… Are you sure he came through here?!" a voice cut through Rohan's thoughts, irritable and anxious. Umbranis' voice.
"Yes, about three days ago. He should be around here, but I can't sense him—not even a trace of magicules to show he had been here," Rohan answered, his eyes glowing as he scanned the area, sensing nothing.
It was as if Ossa had never set foot here after passing through the gate. Rohan could usually see the traces of people up to ten years in the past, yet Ossa, who had passed through only three days ago, left no trace.