Wilderness of Dreams, New City.
Angel was still in the airborne Rose Garden on Sky Street, where he found Ironclad Granny.
Granny sat at a white lacquered, carved table, silently observing the New City below amidst the swirling rose petals, as if trying to take in every plant and tree.
It wasn't until she heard Angel's footsteps that Ironclad Granny turned her head.
"You look quite relaxed. This suggests the exploration of the relics went smoothly?" Ironclad Granny motioned for Angel to sit while pouring a cup of flower tea and handing it to him.
Angel took a sip before speaking: "I've already come out of the relics, and it went relatively well; at least I didn't encounter any danger."
Ironclad Granny: "You've left the relics already? Did you come to see me to discuss adventure stories or do you need my help with something else?"
