Cain finally reaches his twelfth birthday, the day he can register as an adventurer. He heads straight to the guild to sign up, but some older adventurers pick a fight with him, and he's saved by a red-haired man who looks very familiar...
Let's go! Better remember our faces, brat!
!هيّا بنا! حريّ بك أن تتذكّر وجهنا أيّها الطفل
Gehen wir. Das merk ich mir, Junge!
¡Vámonos!
¡Nos las pagarás, mocoso!
¡Vámonos!
¡Quédate con nuestra cara, criajo!
On se tire !
Tu nous le paieras, morveux !
Andiamocene!
 Non dimenticarti le nostre facce, moccioso!
Vamos! Lembre-se de nós, garoto.
Идёмте! Мы тебе ещё покажем, мальчишка!