"Random. A random spell to summon other people," says the man, brushing aside his hair from his face in exasperation. What kind of insanity did he just walk into? Or, he supposes, get summoned into.

"You just said another- world. World? You just casually- There should be at least six of you, if not more," he muses, mostly to himself. "... What's your bloodline? Do you have one?"