"Who are you?" Lyan asked towards the darkness. The situation around him is quite unexpected.
Currently, a knife is being aimed at a zero distance on his neck. In a normal circumstance, a single wrong move could determine his fate. It`s not surprising for a person to immediately surrender and beg for his life if they are in Lyan`s position.
But currently, rather than an expression of fear towards death, Lyan is having an expression that seems as if he is impressed instead.
At the time he is about to break through the rain to search for a tavern to clear his mind, a single member of the crows infiltrated his inn room and attacked him before questioning him.
After subduing the crows' member rather easily, Lyan got the idea of using his body with his incubus magic instead rather than going outside by himself.
