A Divine One

Chapter 21 Mobsters

After three exhilarating days of relentless journeying, Rozen and his steadfast companions finally reached the illustrious city of gleam. The urban landscape dazzled with a myriad of vibrant lights, casting a spellbinding glow that transformed the bustling streets into a pulsating symphony of life. Everywhere they turned, there was a kaleidoscope of sights and sounds - from the joyous chatter of passersby to the mesmerizing melodies of street musicians drifting through the air. The city seemed to hum with energy, as though each light and sound was a thread woven into the intricate tapestry of its character.

Punpun, always effervescent and carefree, couldn't contain her delight as she soaked in the vibrant spectacle before her. Her eyes sparkled with childlike wonder, and a mischievous giggle escaped her lips, reverberating in the lively atmosphere. Losefa, usually reserved, found himself spellbound by the dazzling display of lights that stretched as far as the eye could see. A sense of awe crept over him, mingled with a hint of curiosity about the secrets that this radiant city held.

Meanwhile, Rozen remained stoic, his focus unwavering as he discreetly concealed his forearm from prying eyes. The pulsating bloom on his arm hinted at a power he was determined to keep hidden. "I believe we are closer to the orb!" he remarked, breaking the momentary silence. Losefa's inquisitive gaze met Rozen's, a question lingering in the air. "But where exactly is this orb located? And why here in this city?" Losefa pondered aloud, his curiosity piqued.

Shrugging nonchalantly, Rozen chuckled softly, his voice tinged with a hint of mystery. "I cannot say for certain, but perhaps the answers will reveal themselves when we gather them," he mused. The enigmatic nature of the orbs intrigued him, their significance shrouded in uncertainty. "What will happen once we gather the four orbs?" Losefa pondered aloud, his tone a mix of wonder and apprehension.

As they continued exploring the bustling thoroughfares, Punpun's vivacious spirit was palpable, her excitement palpable as she regaled them with tales of her past adventures in the very city they now found themselves in. "I have trodden these streets before," she confessed gleefully. "In fact, it was here that I got the gun! the weapon that i tried using on you Rozen, when we met in that Forest!" Losefa, momentarily taken aback by her revelation, cast a furtive glance around, ensuring their conversation remained clandestine. "Be cautious with your words, Punpun," he warned, a note of concern in his voice. However, Punpun's laughter rang out carefree and unabashedly. "Fear not, my brawny friend," she reassured him. "Our secrets are safe for now. Let us revel in the mysteries that await us in this vibrant city!" Losefa was confused by her disorganized speech, but he shrugged, "You're an interesting lunatic Punpun," Losefa grew a smirk, "Thank you so much!"

She then whispered to herself, "I have such a beautiful mind." Rozen's gaze swept across the vast cityscape, his eyes scanning the myriad possibilities that lay before him. The eerily quiet streets seemed to hold secrets that whispered in the cool night air, urging caution in his every step. The aura of his powers pulsed gently around him, guiding his path like a spectral trail leading towards an enigmatic destiny. "We must tread carefully," Rozen cautioned his companions, a note of wariness in his voice. Could they truly trust in their secrecy? Were they the sole seekers of the mystical orbs that were said to hold unimaginable power?

As they continued on their journey, a figure emerged from the shadows of a dimly lit alleyway, a mysterious presence clads in a sleek gray tuxedo. Rozen felt the weight of the man's piercing gaze upon them, a sense of unease settling in the pit of his stomach. The man's eyes lingered on them, conveying a silent message that sent shivers down their spines. Lost in thought, the man reached for his phone, a glint of intrigue flickering in his eyes as he made a cryptic call.