On top of the mountain was a man with long grey hair.
His hair was immaculately trimmed and reached the floor beneath him.
His eyebrows were like swords, and his face looked like it was carved out of metal.
An otherworldly sheen exuded from him, which could only be perceived with Ether Sense.
It was like all the Ether in the surroundings was drawn to him.
Yet, at the same time, an unfathomably pure mass of Metal Ether was coming out of his body, which spread into the surroundings.
Most shocking of all, the man was kneeling…
In the middle of the air.
The man hovered about a meter off the ground, while his steely eyes were focused on Kyle.
The others noticed that Kyle was looking at a specific mountain, but they only looked around in confusion.
"What's up?" Falk asked.
"Eeeehhh," Kyle said.
"Approach. Alone," the voice spoke.
