Two figures descended from the sky.

After landing, Leon Casmod stepped forward, grasped the hilt of the Thundercloud Blade, and pulled it from the ground.

He rested the blade casually on his shoulder, the other hand loosely holding the sheath, his cold gaze fixed on Dylan—who still hadn’t recovered from his shock.

“So we finally meet… one of the masterminds behind the Church of Communion.”

Dylan stared in disbelief.

He had never expected Leon to appear here.

This location had been chosen outside Dragon clan territory—so how had Leon tracked it down so precisely?