After Luigi disappeared.
While everyone was still pondering what exactly this poet, who had suddenly appeared and then suddenly left, had actually done.
Dox moved faster than anyone, snatching the mask off the ground at lightning speed.
In his view, the poet had spoken to him, had him solve the problem, so whatever was left behind should be his… Of course, Kaier had contributed a bit too; well, once they got back to Sandworm Market, giving him some help would count as making up for it.
Dox happily flipped the mask over in his hands, but very soon, his expression darkened.
"What is this piece of junk?!"
Grumbling, Dox walked back, hesitated a moment, then handed the broken mask to Angel.
He really couldn't tell what this mask was. There was no trace of anything Extraordinary about it; the only noteworthy thing was that he didn't recognize the material.
And among everyone present, the one with the sharpest eye for materials was, without a doubt, Angel.
