"Light Elf? Sorry, I'm not familiar." The Demon pointed out, trying to lead some subtle, useless conversations while trying to find a large source of mana in this area, while further analyzing the flow of the storm's magic outside. Eiro did have a bit of a weird feeling at the back of his mind while speaking to this man though. As if there was something important about this man.
But with a loud groan, James laid his head onto the table drunkenly, "Don't blame ya. Not many do. Just know that I can sense magic like High Elves." He pointed out, "Although these past couple days, some weird shit's been happening. You happen to notice anything like that?" James asked, the tone of his voice giving Eiro the idea that maybe this man was subtly trying to question him about what he was doing even more.
