Raiden woke up the next day feeling much better than yesterday. He could move easily and much more freely now.
Currently, he was walking in the Alliance headquarters of Silver Peak city while tailing Isadora, on his way to select his reward, the egg.
Morgana and Old Man Sol already left the same day the tournament concluded, rushing to get Cinder treated while Isadora stayed back to take care of him.
Soon, following the staff member, they reached the room of the president of the Alliance.
Knock. Knock.
"Come in." A deep masculine voice called out from inside as both Isadora and Raiden stepped inside the room.
Raiden surveyed it and found it decorated with various artworks that he couldn't understand and gave off an aristocratic feel.
Behind a big mahogany desk sat a dashing middle-aged man, his golden hair slicked back, wearing a pin-striped black suit.
Sitting on top of his nose was a golden-framed glass, which oddly complemented his overall look and hair.
