"Old John, take a break!" a young man below called out to him. His name was Billy, barely twenty, and he had once worked at the gas station in town.
Old John did not stop.
"What break? The sun hasn't even set yet."
Billy shook his head and continued passing up planks.
The sound of a car engine came from the distance. A black SUV drove in from outside town and stopped beside the square. The doors opened, and two people jumped out.
Billy glanced over, and the plank in his hands nearly fell to the ground.
"Those are... those are Demon Hunter Knights!"
Old John poked his head out from the scaffolding and squinted at them.
Those two truly did not look like ordinary people.
One stood over two meters tall, dressed in black combat gear, but glowing cracks showed through at his collar and cuffs. Their dark red glow was visible even beneath the sunlight. The other was shorter and thinner, yet glowing patterns pulsed across his body as well.
"What were their names again..." Billy racked his brain. "That tall one seemed to be... Isaac? Or Thomas?"
Old John slid down from the scaffolding and landed on the ground.
The two Demon Hunter Knights walked over, and the crowd automatically parted to make way for them.
The taller one stopped before Old John and looked down at him.
"Are you in charge here?"
Old John nodded. "More or less. What is it?"
The taller man was indeed Isaac. He pulled a metal case from his coat and handed it to Old John.
"Supplies transferred from headquarters. Food, medicine, and several water purifiers."
Old John accepted the case. It was heavy.
"This... is for us?"
Isaac nodded.
Old John looked at the case, then at Isaac's face. That