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Police sirens wailed, speeding toward a main street.
Inside one of the police cars, Kian stared intently ahead
"I've received reports… there's a boy causing trouble around here."
Guevara looked up at him calmly:
"A boy?"
Kian quickly opened his phone, then said:
"According to the information… yes, a boy."
Guevara was silent for a brief moment, then said in a steady tone:
"Then we'll go and see for ourselves… then we'll decide."
Kian nodded:
"All right, sir."
On the street…
Passersby were running in every direction, screams filled the air, and panic was evident on their faces.
Amid the chaos, a little girl lost her mother's hand and sat crying in the middle of the road.
The sound of her crying was clear amid the din.
Nearby…
Zarmoth stopped.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes turning toward the sound.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"What a beautiful sound…"
His mouth watered
as he took a step forward, then rushed quickly toward her.
But before he could reach her…
A powerful punch from Guevara struck Zarmoth directly in the side.
Zarmoth's body was sent flying, crashing into the wall of a nearby building and cracking a section of it.
Guevara stood where he was, examining his hand—it was unexpectedly hard.
He approached the little girl, bent down slightly, and gently picked her up.
"Don't cry…"
The girl trembled in his arms, then said in a weak voice:
"Thank you… sir…"
On the other side, the mother was running and screaming:
"My daughter! My daughter!"
Guevara turned toward her and gestured:
"She's fine."
Then he said to one of his men:
"Take her home."
One of the soldiers took her and left with her.
Che Guevara's gaze returned to the rubble in front of him.
"I have a matter to attend to."
At the same time…
In the world of demons,
Siraj sat with Miro and Zoe inside an old restaurant in one of the alleys of the underworld.
The place was quiet in contrast to the noise outside, but the tension was evident on their faces.
Miro looked up at Siraj, then asked in a low voice:
"Tell me… what is the way?"
Siraj looked at her calmly for a moment, then said:
"There is a way, but it's not easy."
He paused briefly before continuing:
"In this world, there is a town called Sky Tree."
"There is a huge tree there… We don't know everything about it, but inside it is something important."
"A box… and inside it is a demon's heart."
"If we reach it and destroy it, we can regain our bodies and return to our world."
Miro's expression changed immediately, and worry appeared in her eyes.
"The Tree of Heaven…? Does that mean we'll have to pass through all those towns?"
"I've heard that many never even made it there…"
Her hand trembled as she continued in a lower voice:
"How will we get there? I don't even have enough food…"
Siraj fell silent for a moment, as if thinking.
Then he said calmly:
"We have a map… but it's not entirely clear."
At that moment, Zoe gently grabbed the hem of his shirt and whispered:
"It looks like there's something here that will help us, Siraj."
Siraj turned toward a wooden sign hanging inside the restaurant.
It bore an old advertisement:
"We buy hunted monsters. Registration is open to teams only."
He took a step closer, reading the text silently.
Then he turned to the restaurant owner and asked:
"What is this advertisement?"
The man replied as he slowly wiped the table:
"The Monster Hunters' Guild… run by a group of merchants."
"Anyone who wants money or resources… joins them."
Siraj fell silent for a moment, his eyes fixed on the sign.
Siraj asked, looking at the restaurant owner:
"Where can I find them?"
The restaurant owner took a small piece of paper, wrote the address on it, and handed it to him quietly.
"This is the place."
Siraj took it, then nodded slightly:
"Thank you, sir."
He turned to Zoe, then said quietly: