Makiya

220. Surgery

Amryr and Blare Barbali walked through the anti-zombie crowd silently, the mysterious man holding his head up high revealing his popularity among the citizens of Paradise.

Blare Barbali was an entire head and a half above Amryr’s height. 

He looked young. Mostly at about thirty. He had a white curly hair reaching a little below his shoulders in length.

The dark blue suit and the confidence he emitted delivered the impression he was like a royal.

Finally, they reached the hotel. It was huge. A restaurant and next to it, a location with smaller tables, implied that it was a separate thing - a dedicated place for coffee and tea, maybe?

They stopped walking after walking in through the brown painted hotel