The cold blade that rested below Skullius' chin, touching his neck, did not do him any favours where boosted confidence was concerned.
Skullius took in the appearance of the man who stood in front of him as well the one with the bulky appearance and wondered how he would get out of this one.
Even though he felt that his mind was less active and sharp than it was in his Boneman form, he wasn't stupid.
There was no way this was a coincidence.
These were definitely the enemies he had been warned about by Eobald.
"Can you understand me?" the man who had spoken asked.
"Uhm...yes," replied Skullius to which the man nodded to his companion whose sword was on Skullius' neck.
The young man withdrew his sword and stepped back while the woman who had been at the side with a bow on her back, stood by Skullius' other side with her arms folded.
