'Not to mention it would make a huge mess that I would have to clean before breakfast even though this is supposed to be my vacation as well.'
Lith used his five eyes to look at the bystanders and assess the damage to the inn while never losing sight of his prisoners. The regular guests of the hotel were so scared that they kept their hands in front of their mouths to not scream.
No one cried, but not out of bravery. They were simply afraid that even a whimper could draw his attention. The clangor of the earlier battle between mercenaries looked like a pleasant dream compared to the silence that had befallen the room since Lith's arrival.
He shapeshifted his body back into the human form and the Scalewalker armor into the deep blue robe of an Archmage while taking out his communication amulet.
"War." No one knew the name of the blade so they assumed it had to be some kind of challenge.
