"…Association representatives from my team. I should at least have enough clearance to get in touch with them."
"Team Leader Lennox, like I've said, right now they are-"
"Damien!" Lane's face instantly brightened at the sight of his boyfriend, who was standing near the Gate. Arguing with one of the Allen Guild members stationed outside to guard the entrance to the Eldenveil, it seemed.
As if on command, Damien turned around, completely ignoring the guard who was talking to him (trying to stop him from entering the Gate, most likely). Now that Lane was out, there was no need for him to argue anymore. He took a few steps towards the group…
And his expression quickly grew somber, his brows drawing in a deep frown, as his gaze fell on Lane's body. To be precise, Lane's T-shirt, which was clinging to his form, revealing his sculpted torso.
