"But I'm a good guy…most of the time, at least…maybe…well, sometimes…" Dilan teased while smiling faintly.
Only when Dilan said this, did the first Soldier understand that Dilan was not one of their colleagues. Fear spread through the young man's entire body, but he unsheathed his longsword nonetheless.
His eyes were overflowing with the fear of dying, yet, he was still ready to fight with his life on the line.
'Not bad. Looks like the Blue Star camp has a few sensible people.' Dilan concluded before his body leaned forward.
A moment later, he disappeared from the sight of the young Soldier. The young man's hand suddenly shook, and a second later, he saw that Dilan had reappeared…holding his sword!
"Don't play around with that weapon. You might hurt someone accidentally." Dilan cautioned in a light voice as if he was not the slightest bit afraid of getting attacked, let alone killed by the soldiers around him.
