Wandering through the ruins of once mighty land; Everville, you find there is a lot of destroyed, abandoned buildings and other untouched residues as you walk.

Ajax’s presence was untold to you. Pale pools narrowed at you — his face was unreadable. Ajax adjusted his rusted crown and decided to make his presence known.

“You. Who are you?” He stood behind you, suddenly. How are his steps so silent, so inaudible, as if he had practiced them?