[Who is... the industrial complex's... new master?]
The colossal voice was heard and Yoo Jonghyuk and I simultaneously looked out the window. Judging by the noisy streets, the use of a true voice was quite tough. Yoo Jonghyuk muttered in a small voice, "A constellation of Papyrus."
"If it is the Last Pharaoh, it is probably that woman?"
A giant mummy with an old, golden crown. Everything was covered with bandages apart from the high nose. It was just like what I read in Ways of Survival. It was clear that the body belonged to Cleopatra, the last pharaoh of Egypt.
[Who... is... Yoo Jonghyuk?]
Once again, the true voice rang out through the industrial complex. It was certainly great but neither of us were discouraged. Cleopatra was a great-grade constellation at most. Yoo Jonghyuk and I were no longer nervous regarding great constellations.
"Yoo Jonghyuk. Can you win?"