Within an ancient manor near the central district, a towering cloud tree rose silently into the heavens, its thick trunk covered in mottled marks carved by time.
A slightly cool evening breeze swept past, rustling the leaves and shaking loose several silvery-white ones.
At a fork in the trunk, a golden-haired young man lounged against it.
Suddenly, a figure streaked across the sky.
He opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the gaps in the leaves as he watched the backs of two Eight-winged Angels, curiosity glinting in his eyes.
"Strangers of my kind have arrived."
After murmuring this, the golden-haired young man rose to his feet, and four pairs of concealed wings emerged behind him.
With a beat of his wings, he flew into the sky.
After reaching the skies above the central district and finding a sparsely populated area, Kyle and Meltis descended.
Just as the many Cloud City residents began to bow, Kyle grabbed Meltis, who was preparing to accept the worship of these ants, and vanished from the spot.
They had come here to buy a map, not to show off.
Less than a minute later, the golden-haired young man followed their aura to the place where Kyle had landed.
He looked around, only to find no trace of the two unfamiliar angels.
"Did they hide themselves?"
Excitement flashed in the golden-haired young man's eyes. He immediately raised a hand and used the power of angels to search for their whereabouts, but found nothing.
"They vanished completely?"
The instant this thought surfaced, the golden-haired young man rejected it himself. "No, they didn't vanish completely. Their strength is simply too great, which is why I can't track their location."
He had already reached the peak of the Soul Intent rank, with half a wing already stepping onto