All of the superhumans were tired. They breathed a sigh of relief when the mana beast coming out of the gate slowed down.
"Who is that?" Suddenly, one of the superhumans who was just outside the crater asked.
His friend near him shook his head and answered.
"Don't know."
"Is he someone famous?"
Their eyes were tracing the body of Oliver, moving quickly through the battlefield like a golden fiend.
"If he were famous, we would have known about him, right?"
"That's right." The man sliced apart a frog that escaped the crater and said.
"Anyway, he seemed to be with the military." The other person added while leaning onto a pillar nearby. His body was exhausted, and he was breathing loudly as he spoke.
The other man followed suit to leaned on the other side of a broken pillar that was near them and asked:
"Care to elaborate?"
