The moment he woke up, Nan's old grandfather understood everything that had happened to him. After a decisive battle against his enemies, he had been brought by his allies back to the Fairy Tribe, seriously wounded.
He just didn't expect that, in his already bad situation, one of the dwarves would betray him and poison him!
When he was saved by Vicente and had the chance to see and hear what Vice's little metal fly had witnessed, he turned red with rage, his veins popping out, turning extremely blue. Meanwhile, his aura grew violently, with the magic around him making the very space around him tremble, threatening to break apart.
"Fucking traitors!" His voice came from his mouth, reaching the entire core of the tribe, forcing hundreds of fairies, but also the allied members of other tribes there, to raise their eyes in the direction from which the elder's angry voice had come.
