"His name is Lawrend. I'm looking for him under the orders of the Ancestor," the fiery lady responded.
Her tone was one with no compromise. She would either see him or fight Rendal.
"Young Lady, what are you talking about?" Rendal asked.
He couldn't understand what she was talking about. Lawrend never told him anything about the origin of the Rubrignis Clan.
"I can smell the blood of the Ignis Clan in your body. Lawrend is a powerful descendant of your clan. You can't fool me," the lady responded angrily.
"Y-Yes. He's my son, but who might you be?" Rendal asked nicely.
He could feel that she would erupt and attack him if he didn't give her an answer. She was like an uncontrollable beast.
"Where is he? I'm taking him back," the fiery lady said.
Rendal furrowed his eyebrows and didn't know what to say.
"Follow me," Rendal replied.
