After Chisima Keiko, the tall man beside her spoke: "I am Maz."
With black hair tinged with white, he appeared unkempt and somewhat dull, donning a pair of round frame glasses without lenses, and his pale skin was covered by a nicely made deep blue mage robe with a toughened surface.
As for the last person, had he not uttered the word "Atom," everyone might not have noticed this third individual for a while.
Interestingly, the more they looked at him, the more curious they became. Atom was of average height, neither tall nor short, and he was neither fat nor thin. He wasn't particularly handsome, but not ugly either.
It was peculiar: whenever people shifted their gaze away from him, they would instantly forget what he looked like, as his presence was remarkably unmemorable.
"A natural-born Wanderer indeed!" Edwin exclaimed. "No wonder no one in Southern Australia knows of your whereabouts!"
