On the outskirts of New Lanka in the Mid-East, the moon hung high overhead.
Hidden in a stable, Dusk tore off the disguise mask Angel had made for him, revealing slicked-back, pale gray hair and a handsome, resolute face.
Moriarty also peeled off his scar-faced disguise mask, revealing golden curls and finely sculpted features. His azure eyes seemed to glow in the darkness.
"I've got our transport ready. We have to return to Marley tonight, immediately. Everything at the border has been arranged," Dusk said, wiping away his sweat.
"Gal, where's the car?" Moriarty asked after looking around the stable and finding no sign of one.
"How many times have I told you to use code names on missions? If someone had heard you just now, everyone connected to you would be implicated within three days-all because of you!" Gal snapped.
"Yes, yes! This place is out in the middle of nowhere, and there's no one around this late at night," Moriarty said with a shrug.
"If your disguise skills weren't unmatched in the entire world, you'd have died ten thousand times over by now," Gal said helplessly.
"Get in." Gal cleared away a pile of straw in the stable, revealing the reins beneath it, then hitched the ropes to the two horses inside.
"Huh? This is our transport?" Moriarty complained, but he still climbed onto the weed-covered seat and flicked several blades of grass off his legs in disgust.
Ignoring Moriarty, Gal immediately flicked the reins. The two horses charged out of the stable and onto a rough track, galloping ahead.
"Dusk, aren't we going to rescue Poet? Can she get away? She's got two burdens with her, too," Moriarty said worriedly.
**"Why didn't you get rid of those two bystanders? Do you know how much trouble leaving them