Twelve Sealed Sanctuary

Some time earlier. . .

Givale, Mira, and the twins looked towards the peninsula exit. Basil and Whisk tilted their heads towards each other and spoke in unison, "More people?"

Frowning Givale put a hand on her daggers, "Mira. . ."

Mira nodded and formed his axe, "They're not friendly."

What specifically drew their attention was the terrifying feeling the ballista was giving off. A weapon with that much power isn't brought to a secluded place like this uninvited if their guests had good intentions.

The twins held each other's hands in fear. Givale spotted their unwillingness to fight and noted that they couldn't be counted on. This much was fine. The twins didn't seem like the kind to want to fight.

Forming a portal she looked towards Mira. The two understood each other's intention and passed through the portal. They came face to face with the Semi-Immortals. With weapons ready to strike Givale called out, "What do you all want!?"