Grant stared at Arad. ^Something is off.^ He as well, could feel that something wasn't adding up with Arad.
^A vampire dragon werewolf hybrid traveling with a Deianira. It's all as I learned from observing those naked apes.^ Grant stared at Arad, opening his eyes. "How was your trip so far?"
^I lost track of them right after they crossed the border. What could have happened?^ He started walking to the side, "You look exhausted,"
Arad stared at the monk, suspicious. ^Something is off about this elf. Something inside me is telling me he should die right here and now. I know. It's that smile and confidence standing before me that's so alerting.^
Grant smiled, "Come on, you can finally rest. I'm here to take the elves back to the capital. You can go home and rest." He opened his arms. ^I don't to fight him with this feeling. I must give up on taking his head,^
Arad sighed, ^It's better to avoid clashing with someone like him,^
