Fervent Disorder! III

An image!

McAllister saw the image of a cold-faced man who emanated waves of dignity and regality as he spoke out questioningly.

"Could you be the Noah Osmont I am looking for…?"

His eyes were sharp as he asked this question, but what he was truly asking was the depths of his intuition- his Source!

And based on what that irritable Black Cat told him, along with his buzzing source when he uttered out that name to pair along with that image…

"There is a high likelihood."

He opened his eyes brightly and made this assertion as he wanted to ask the one ahead of him regarding this enemy.

And as if she expected this, Persephael harrumphed while speaking out.

"It matters not where he is. I will burn these whole Megalos to sniff them out!"

Her gems pulsed with rage as they continued to spread out, but she came to a stop in the next moment as she pulled out a gem from her chest.