The Wrong Target

More than ten hours later, the plane landed at Western Farronia.

As the group stepped off the plane, they were instantly engulfed by a blast of scorching heat.

Farronia was famous for its blistering heat.

Elara had ditched her black shirt for an oversized hoodie, and her high-top boots looked sleek and ready for action. As she stepped off the plane, she grabbed a same-color baseball cap and tossed