Dusting off his suit jacket, he lets out a drawn sigh..

“Maa..well, that wasn’t how I’d close things, but uninvited guest do add a little something.” Making light of it, hand dusting away his shoulder..

Now, his face seemed to turn a little more concerned.

“My beloved Nepgear..and my cherished guests. Please be alright..” Looking up at that vortex above. Seems like everyone was taken by this power.

“This is Japan…but why so glum? And why here..” Stuffing hands in pockets, Dark Kivat flies at his side.

‘ 𝙊𝙩𝙤𝙮𝙖-𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙖..𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜..’