Sylvester activated a few emergency elder runes tattooed on his lower body to give himself a physical buff. Unfortunately, using it was dangerous as it was strong enough to shatter his bones. But, to even get away from the man in front of him was nearly an impossible task, so everything he could do was on the table.
"What do you want?" Sylvester asked the man.
"I'm only here to talk, young man. You certainly have the whole world fooled about your death. While you may have deceived the Holy Land, you could not fool me." Jax said and went to take a seat on the wooden chair. "So I thought, why not give a visit to the famed bard."
Sylvester silently assessed the man, wondering what he actually wanted from him. But, in the end, Sylvester could only smell the scent of doubt from him. There didn't seem to be any hostility in him.
"You traveled quite a distance to meet a small man like me." Sylvester sat facing the man. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"
