Even Michael himself was unsure of his observation.
Given that they were in MSAP-8's territory, finding a place that wasn't hostile was almost impossible.
Yet considering that the domain of Titans was basically an ecosystem of its own, plus the chatter that came out of the blinding walls, Michael was inclined to believe the place was indeed a tavern.
"Should we take a look?" Eliza suggested color returning to her face and enhancing her beauty.
"But it could be dangerous." Angel didn't like the idea.
"No other alternative." Devil shrugged, already ready to disagree with Angel.
"He is right, plus the place doesn't reek of hostility." Elina nodded.
Still doubtful, Michael glanced at the fox. For better or worse, she alone was a native of this place.
In response, her motorcycle form shifted back into her fox body.
