"Was he one of the so-called 'Gods'?" I can't help but question that. Why? Well, to put it simply, his mana level was similar to that of an Elf King, but his demeanour and the way he ignored Zwain indicates that there is something more about it than it looks like. He looked down not only at me but also at everyone present in this party. For him, it looked as if we were ants crawling beneath his feet. I even wondered about the story of that girl…errr..what was her name again? "Oi! You, what is your name?" I asked the brown-haired girl, whose hair looked as if she just woke up. Stupefied, she blinks at me with her black eyes before gritting her teeth and speaking.
"Not tell-Oww" Zwain hits her this time. Well, he looks slightly irritated at her actions. With slightly teary eyes, she looks at Zwain, who glares at her, making her flinch before looking away from him. Then she looks at me with slight irritation and speaks,
"Elaine."