Within the far west, in the desert with towering dunes of sand, a single figure in a dark cloak could be seen walking all alone.
That figure came to a stop before an open space with nothing in sight; it was just an expanse of nothing.
The ground trembled as if an earthquake was about to occur; however, the cloaked figure seemed to have gotten used to this phenomenon and didn't panic.
She simply stood still.
After some time, there was an opening just a few meters away from her, and a figure emerged from there.
That figure wore the attire of Flaming Rose and had a bold number 30 written on it.
"State your purpose?" Number 30 started, his voice unfriendly. Although he was covered from head to toe, it was quite easy to tell he was male due to the way his voice sounded.
"I was sent by the Queen, and I'd like to meet Number 1." A strong yet feminine voice replied.
