And he was the one who dared to call this kingdom crazy when he was even crazier for having dared to venture inside knowing all the stories and legends, easy to verify by the way, that described it. Ah, the guardian knew it, he was really dealing with the worst kind of being that could exist.
The kind that would stop at nothing to achieve their goal.
"Zion, I see. You can call me Kleb. How did you know about the road and what magic did you use to be able to travel it and get here? It can only be grand and unspeakable."
"Well, I was born with an extraordinary gift for mastering magic. And combined with my will, well, I've managed it."
Kleb felt a dull anger rise within him and rumble. He was surprised, he seemed to feel the life coming back to him. He was starting to feel normal again, and that was only after a minute of talking to this bastard.
Ah, he knew it, the worst kind.
"I see. Explaining it like that, it's so clear."
