The four that stood behind Korsis removed their hoods now, revealing their features. There was a man with a small beard and short, unruly hair. He had a burn scar across the left side of face. Then there was an older man, his withered and scarred features showing years in a minute. Next, there was a younger boy, near Ian's age, with short, red hair. He was blind in his left eye. Finally, there was a young woman who could've only been nineteen at most. Her long, golden blonde hair was tied into a braid behind her head. She had a single scar across her cheek. Upon seeing her, Garin's eyes widened and his heart nearly stopped. "Leon. I need you to leave, for your own safety."