Chapter 74 - Ember Stone Isle
[Atlas of Gacha Haven, Seeker Division 1, has accepted the defensive challenge from Neron of Ember Stone Isle.]
Another island approached Gacha Haven, its dark silhouette growing larger as it drifted closer. Standing at the edge of the foreign isle was a striking figure.
A tall warrior with fiery red hair streaked with black stood, his glowing amber eyes surveying Gacha Haven.
He was clad in obsidian armor that gleamed faintly like molten rock, and a tattered red scarf hung over one shoulder. His left arm was wrapped in a gauntlet that pulsed with ember-like energy, with faint flames flickering at his fingertips.
There was no doubt, this was the Lord of Ember Stone Isle.
"Fiery warrior? More like a blazing drama king. Look at that hair, that armor, that flaming hand. He’s trying too hard."
The warrior, Neron, called out with an irritated edge to his voice.
"Hey! Where the hell is everyone on this island?" he shouted. His voice boomed, filled with arrogance as his eyes darted around the seemingly quiet terrain.
Before him was a peculiar sight. The island appeared desolate, with only a few scattered structures visible. Standing directly ahead, however, was a single man. A figure in a disheveled black suit, messy hair, and eyes filled with a nervous twitch.
The man was shuffling a deck of cards, looking more like a flustered street magician than a proper opponent.
Neron squinted in disbelief. "Hey, you dumbass! Are you the Lord of this island?"
The nervous man stammered in response, barely managing to raise his voice.