[THE MIDLANDS]
"Is he okay?" Criselda asked, making the human look at her like she was talking Greek.
They sincerely had no clue about who the warlock was talking about, but it seemed like she was serious.
Which could mean they were probably asking about the hounds they attacked. Or the werewolf king that their boss attacked? Or maybe the people they had killed so far? Or their boss? Then again it was impossible.
The vigilantes worked their missions without giving up their positions or even the fact that their boss was a male.
"Who now?" Usman asked with a bored tone as he looked Criselda straight in the eyes. He wasn't going to falter, when no amount of magic would work on them.
Well, if they want combat mode they would be able to fight a little. But they had been trained, so they were okay. Besides these warlocks knew nothing about them other than the fact that they were barbaric and had no humanity.
