Laughter and cheerful voices echoed through the airship's recreation room as everyone immersed themselves in this rare moment of relaxation. Ang was intently playing against Ellis, their fierce game of Elemental Duel entering a crucial stage. Light and shadow crisscrossed over the board, while elemental pieces floated and collided under the pull of magic, releasing faint magical ripples.
However, just as Ang was considering his next move, a figure quietly entered his field of vision. It was a young man dressed in a black top and teal trousers. His features were ordinary, but his demeanor was somewhat gloomy. Ang had only glanced at him casually, yet he keenly sensed that something was off.
—His left thumb was twitching lightly at an unnatural frequency.
Ang's heart tightened slightly. On the surface, he calmly placed a piece, but from the corner of his eye, he quietly fixed his attention on the man. The longer he observed him, the more certain Ang became of his intuition: there was something wrong with this man!
Whenever the man passed by someone, his right hand would unconsciously lift slightly, as though he were ready to cast a spell at any moment.
Ang quickly recalled his experiences aboard the airship. The attack by the White-headed Black Sparrow was still fresh in his mind. Yet strangely, he had never seen this man during that chaos.
The game continued, but Ang's attention had long since left the board.
In the end, Ang placed his final piece and smiled as he nodded to Ellis. "You played well this round. Keep it up." With that, he stood, swept his gaze through the recreation room, and after confirming that the man was still wandering around, slowly headed toward Quintina.
Quintina was playing a magical throwing game with Mons. When she saw Ang