At the moment Lilia's words fell, in the surrounding dead silent ruins, several completely concealed, rock-like calm auras rippled outward like water waves, turning from illusion into reality.
Soon after, three figures seemed to step out from the folds of shadows and broken walls, quietly appearing in the view of Lynch and his two companions. Their arrival did not stir even a ripple of energy, demonstrating an exquisite control over their own power, clearly they had been lurking here for quite some time.
Philis wore a gentle smile as he stepped forward to act as an introducer: "Young friend Lynch, no need to be nervous. These individuals are fellow participants in our tower trial."
He first pointed to a middle-aged man standing close by. This person also wore the emblematic white traveling cloak of the Truth Church, with a well-fitting light gray swordsman's clothes underneath, his stature as upright as a pine.
