C684 The Prophecy Has Come True!
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, amber glow through the intricate stained glass, which danced upon the ornate tablecloth. This was one of the finest eateries in Naples, owned by none other than Buccellati.
"Tap, tap," the sound echoed as Buccellati sat at the dining table, leisurely twirling his fingers. Beside him, Mista gulped down water until, with a "huff
