Thirteenth Golden Door
"Is that who I think it was?" Noah asked, staring outside the dome as a giant shark-like monster passed overhead.
"Y-yeah," Ali nodded, his expression incredulous. That was definitely the Masked Holder! What is he doing being chased by that giant monster?! But trying to figure it out would only give them a headache. Mr. Eka is a very problematic person—eccentric, to be exact. "Should we help him out?"
Hearing this, Noah turned to him with a bitter smile. "What can we do? Did you see the size of that thing? I wouldn't be surprised if we died just from a slight touch."
"That… makes sense," Ali agreed, scratching the back of his head.
Meanwhile, Heidil kept his gaze on the dome, even though they were already gone. He had been wanting to find the Masked Holder, but now that he had, all he could do was let out a heavy sigh.