Seraphim, Kingsley, Dale, and Reynold, who had been waiting for Anthony for quite some time, suddenly sensed the ripple of space as a portal opened beside them.
From within, a familiar figure emerged, it was Anthony. Dale opened his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word, two more figures stepped out from the portal.
"Spectre and Clement, these are my teammates, Kingsley, Dale, Reynold, and Seraphim."
Anthony said calmly as he introduced them.
For a brief moment, the world seemed to still. Anthony's teammates turned their eyes toward Spectre and Clement, their gazes fixed and scrutinizing.
The sheer handsomeness of the two newcomers, the chiseled jawlines, the flawless symmetry of their features, left them momentarily speechless. Only Anthony himself had ever surpassed such appearance.
"Pleasure to meet you all. I'm Spectre, Anthony's subordinate and right hand."
Spectre said, his tone composed and confident as he introduced himself.
"Clement"
