"It's truly a shame that El Sibon appeared, isn't that right, William my boy?" Zeph asked with a smile on his face.
"As expected, you already knew about it," William replied. "You've got good connections, old man."
Before Wiliam left the Fortaare Desert, Zeph had given him a round mirror the size of a baseball ball. This was the means they used so they could communicate with each other over long distances. He had received a call from Kira's Grandfather half an hour after he had left the city of Lexicon.
Zeph chuckled as he waved his hand in order to appear humble in front of the black-haired boy, who was feeling a bit down because his attack didn't go according to his plan.