A Stroke Of Luck

These blue-clothed youths' joy and excitement had all entered Cain's eyes. He stood only 50 meters behind them while in the same ruined room. 

Because these two took all the previous traps, Cain practically had a leisurely time walking over here.

And now it was time to make his presence known. 

Cain dropped his Chaotic Concelmeant, allowing his Sacred Sage aura to fully release. 

A wave of wind discharged out of him and washed over the blue-clothed youths, their clothes and hair slightly flapping from it.

Cain smirked with a hint of deviousness. "Well, well? What do we have here?" 

"Who?!?" The blue-clothes youths instantly snapped around, their expressions turning grave. 

But within the split moment they perceived only a Sacred Sage aura, they slowly relaxed their guard.

However, upon seeing who the aura was coming from, the blue-clothes youth froze like statues. Their eyes widened to unparallel degrees.