In the back seat of a luxury car, beyond the smoked glass. Zairui's golden eyes, which had been idly watching the passing cityscape, fly wide open the instant they catch sight of a certain person.

Ignoring the driver's bewilderment, the massive dragon-man throws the door open himself the moment the car halts and leaps out. A dragon-man with a powerful build, clad in a suit, cuts through the bustling crowd of people. The fearful and astonished stares around him aren't worth even a single glance to him right now. His eyes fixed solely on that one back moving along the sidewalk, he closes the distance with huge strides.