Raiden and his comrades stood before the house's entrance, watching as three men and a woman approached. Leading them was an elderly man—probably in his late sixties—with long white facial hair and a white beard tied back in a ponytail. Despite his aged appearance, his yellow aura radiated strength that contradicted his years.
He was flanked by a bald, muscular man with a golden aura on his right and a young man roughly a year or two older than Raiden, grey-haired with his aura radiating gold. Behind them all walked a young girl, about fifteen years old with dark hair, her aura radiating white.
The old man's eyes held sheer intensity—he clearly wasn't someone to kid with—but he also carried a calm demeanor. The young girl, however, was the most hyper among them, jumping from side to side as they approached.
