Unable to Grow Stronger! (1)

The young man in the white dress and with the golden polygon mask, was, without any need to say it, Raven or also known as Luck as he just called himself.

Goran, just like everyone else, raised a brow when he heard Raven's deep voice and the way he addressed himself, but quickly snapped out of his surprise and showed a friendly smile.

"I see, so it is Sir Luck."

"Just Luck. It feels weird if they call me Sir." Raven started indifferently, quickly earning a nod from Goran.

"As you wish. Then, Luck, please follow me." Goran gestured toward a rather luxurious vehicle in the distance and was ready to walk toward there, but shockingly, his steps were halted when he saw that the young man didn't move.

"Is there perhaps a problem?" with a frown filled with puzzlement, Goran looked at Raven.

Standing still, Raven crossed his arms before his chest and nodded.