When Leon and the other two returned from the Inner World to reality.
It was exactly time to regroup.
But compared to before,
their appearances had changed drastically.
Leon had changed into a new battle suit, his eyes sharp and spirited, like a Champion from ancient Sparta sharpening his blade before battle.
Wanda and Pietro's new appearances, however... could perhaps be described as utterly unrecognizable.
The left side of Pietro's face was swollen high, both eyes bruised blue, and his hair was such a mess that even birds would refuse to build a nest in it.
Not to mention his body; beneath his tattered clothes were wounds of varying severity.
Wanda was better off, but she still had bruises and scrapes all over her body. Her beautiful long hair had also been cut into some kind of emo style by who knew what.
Just judging by their appearances,
anyone unaware of the truth would have thought the two were refugees stranded on a deserted island and surviving alone for two months.
Leon brought the two refugees straight to the library.
Tony and the other three were already waiting there, gathered around Kaecilius, who was still suspended upside down in the air, discussing something.
Leon was just about to step forward.
Then Pietro suddenly let out an "Awoo!" and burst into tears.
It was hard to imagine a grown, handsome young man crying so miserably, tears and snot streaming down his face.
But Pietro truly cried pitifully.
It was enough to make anyone sympathize with him and want to ask whether the poor guy had been screwed all night by some Black dude yesterday.
Because even as Pietro cried miserably, there was a trace of relieved lightness in him.
He spread his arms toward the sky... or rather, the ceiling. Tears