"Bad news is, Llyando's been on vacation for about a year and a half. Nobody gets away from life that long. I think something happened to him." Sparky crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe. "Captured by either the Demons or Humans, most likely." Suddenly standing up, Sparky looked at Aero. "Ya know, if you're the leader of the demonic army...then why are you here, working at a bar...?" Giving up, Sparky returned to his old topic.
"Good news is, I fixed the K-wing. We can now fly anywhere we want on the Greater Continent. So we can search for Llyan."
