The sound of breaking wood caught the attention of the villagers, making them curious and some of them panic. Since they had no knowledge of the fiend responsible for the disappearances, their curiosity was understandable. However, most of them had a working head in their shoulders and sense to retreat to their houses, not wanting to interfere with the supposed benevolent churchmen. Only a few brave—or foolish— rushed in the direction where the noise came as if they were going to do something to save the world with their weak ass…
Auriel didn't care about these people who were unable to use their brains and leisurely walked in the same direction with Elise on his side.
"Shouldn't we hurry?" Elise asked quietly.
Auriel's lips curled subtly. "Nah, there is no need for us to rush. Asher can protect himself better than us— just worry about yourself, not that dog."
