Night Stroll

As night fell, in the basement of an unassuming building.

"... What's your take on this Cho Min Ho? Strong or weak?" Meribelle asked Giso at their rendezvous, after he'd abruptly reached out less than an hour since their last meeting.

She currently had the scroll portraying Jake's sketch before her, leaving her deep in thought. Her initial impression was that Jake was an utterly unfathomable force of nature, but in retrospect, nothing said there weren't other foreigners just as daunting as him.

Getting cocky was not uncommon on Twyluxia. Countless warriors who thought themselves invincible met their ends after making too many enemies – history was littered with such tales.

"Hard to say... At least half of the identified foreigners seem loyal to him," Giso answered after some thought. "But rumor has it, Grandmaster Lorentz tested him personally. Without his backing, convincing those proud Great Generals, who bow to no one, would've been impossible."