*Back to the forest*
"Now then," Leon muttered. He then fixed his grasp on his spear before looking up and towards the cloaked man. "Where were we?"
Leon looked up at the cloaked man. A small smile lingered on his lips as he awaited the man's reaction.
And yet, despite Leon killing three of his men, the cloaked man didn't appear to be nervous or anxious whatsoever! Instead, he simply stared back at Leon with a leisurely smile.
"To think that this world has elves in it," Leon's next opponent finally spoke up... But he did so by repeating Leon's very own words.
'Don't smile,' the bloodmancer reminded himself while trying his best to control even the tiniest movements of his lips.
The cloaked man then reached out to his belt and pulled out a relatively short, arming sword with his right hand before pulling out a short dagger from the belt running across his chest.
"Did I just hit a jackpot?" the cloaked man smiled as he asked.
