The sun was shining brightly as two planes landed simultaneously at the largest airstrip in Inracetales.
"What kind of esteemed guest warrants the personal reception of General Nando himself? How unusual." Allegro Kent sneered at the man beside him, grinning mischievously.
Nando didn't respond, but Atton Rowney whispered softly, "General, they've arrived."
Nando briskly walked towards one of the planes. As the boarding stairs descended, four bodyguards emerged, followed by a middle-aged man dressed in a suit.
The man was handsome, with a refined aura. Despite the smile in his eyes, his commanding presence, possessed only by those of high status, induced respect.
"Mr. Cook, I've heard much of your fame. It's a pleasure to finally meet."
The men exchanged pleasantries warmly yet respectfully, akin to long lost friends.