In one of the wide, open halls within the bustling Tower City, a group of young men and women leaned casually against the polished stone walls, their eyes still wide with disbelief and excitement.
They had just heard the news, and none of them could stay still. Faces filled with shock, yet smiles tugged at their lips. Whispers passed back and forth, but it was Jack who finally broke the tension, his voice loud and filled with emotion.
"Damn, I thought I'd never see him again after that," he said, a wild grin spreading across his face. "But he came back — and not just anywhere. He came straight to the Lost Continent. That's my rival for sure." He pounded his fist into his palm, his whole body practically vibrating with excitement.
From the side, Anton raised an eyebrow and let out a sneer. "Your rival?" he said with clear sarcasm. "I thought it was Aelric... Don't tell me you change your rival every day now?"
