As evening approached, on the streets of Uno Kingdom.
Steven took a deep breath as he arrived at the door and knocked.
"The door's open, come on in!"
A voice called out from inside—it was Velen.
Creak!
The door swung open, and Steven, battered and bruised, staggered into the room.
"Jerry, it's time for you to accept my—"
Steven's words caught in his throat the moment he saw the scene before him.
There, lounging casually, was Velen, nonchalantly scratching his bare foot.
Steven froze, his mind blank.
Brothers, am I hallucinating?
Did I just walk into a room with a barefoot guy scratching his foot?
Where's Jerry?
"Hey, man, sorry. Looks like I got the wrong room," Steven laughed awkwardly and turned to leave.
Three seconds later.
Wait a minute... Something's not right!
Steven frowned. Isn't this Jerry's room?
Suspicious, he turned back, re-entered the room, and stared at Velen, confusion written all over his face.
