David didn't know if he could believe him or not. After all, Merlin was a myth.
A legend told in books of an all-powerful sorcerer that existed in the Middle Ages. But, by all accounts, he was just that.
A legend.
"Tell me m—No. You know what? One thing at a time," David started saying, only to cut himself off.
What was the point of putting more things on his plate now? He already had his hands full.
Alex chuckled to himself, as he could imagine what was going on inside David's mind.
"Once we've triumphed over the harpies, and embarked on our journey to meet Zhong Kui, we can turn our attention to the enigmatic Merlin and his secretive Merlineans. But for now, our hands are full with the present challenges," he said, echoing David's thoughts.
David nodded, his previous anger dissipating as he fell into deep thought.
