Jeredal landed next to his comrade, Neia who was in tears.
"What took you so long?" Neia asked angrily. Jeredal brushed his shoulders and took in a deep breath before letting a long exhale.
"I was dealing with my brother's murderer."
"Oh? So what happened?" Neia began, curious.
"His healing rate is fast, but my poison got to him. The only thing is that he's stronger than I thought, but I still beat him nonetheless. I also had some other company that was on his side but I dealt with them easily."
A smile began forming on Jeredal's face.
"Turns out, one of them was a hero, the healer! And it turns out that he liked her! So I poisoned her in front of his eyes. The face of despair was so satisfying."
Neia nodded, a little frightened by Jeredal's sadistic tendencies. Neia had been working with Jeredal for years and has seen this side of his. She never got used to it but she had to for the sake of their friendship and partnership.
