"There's no phones here at Tartaros." Klay turned his head to look at a man that walked towards them. He had long spiky black colored hair, he was so tall that he practically reached the roof and had a muscular built that could be detailed through his uniform. "I haven't seen you in a long time Slayers."
".....Who are you?" Klay raised an eyebrow, only to see the man gasp in shock.
"I'm Peter." he stated simply, though that didn't seem to light any light bulbs for Klay. "I was with Kaiser's assassins two years ago, I fought with Evan during that mini tournament."
"Oh yeah....what did you do again?" Klay asked.
"I've been stuck here in Tartaros for two years ever since you guys beat us." Peter facepalmed. "But anyways, this prison is like completely away from civilization, you get put here and it's the same thing as dying in the surface."
"I see." Klay said and looked at Jakku. "I'm worried about Shimo too." he chuckled. "I hope she's okay."