Just then, the group heard a cold snort. They turned around and saw several black armored vehicles pulled up, and a bunch of people stepped out. They were dressed uniformly in black combat gear, and each had a hardened expression on their faces as they emanated a powerful aura.

The first few soldiers to emerge laid out carpets, spreading a path from the lead vehicle all the way to Reginald's feet.

After that, an elderly man stepped down from the vehicle. He was lean and compact rather than tall, dressed in fitted combat wear, yet an overwhelming aura surged from him like a rising tide. His eyes were a deep gray, and he merely glanced at Luna and the others before looking away.

However, Luna, Kyrie, and the rest felt their hearts tighten with indescribable discomfort. A chill ran through them because the pressure from this old man was terrifying, far beyond anything they could comprehend.

At that moment, Reginald said calmly, "Lord Raiden, you arrived just in time. We're almost d