849Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ24dLXRMTD3
"Me?" The shiny figure said aloud, not expecting the question. It put its hands on its hips, looking down at you with authority. "I am part of the Soldiers of Cultivation and Information."
"What's that?" You ask, more intimidated.
"Our priorities... I mean, our jobs are to explore the areas where we work and to gather information, as well as help the civilizations, or people, on maintaining peace." The handles that stick out from the sides shine from the light reflected by the moons.
"So, your priorities is getting into other people's priorities?"
"That's... one way to put it." The figure relaxes its stance and crouches down to your eye level. "Now, will you please answer my questions?" You nod. "Good. What are you doing here and are you lost?"
