""You're not sorcerers?" The innkeeper looked utterly shocked, hardly believing them.
"We're just regular extraordinary folks," Elias said nonchalantly. "Otherwise, I wouldn't be asking you these questions. If you answer honestly, I might consider letting you go."
The innkeeper seemed confused about the difference between sorcerers and extraordinary folks, mumbling to himself in doubt.
"So, you're not those sorcerers from before?"
"That's odd... then why are you here..."
Elias shrugged, "We came here for a vacation."
"Vacation?" The innkeeper thought he misheard, "You came to this place for a vacation??"
"What's the problem with that?" Elias sneered.
Then his face twisted grotesquely, releasing a powerful psychic contamination.
The innkeeper screamed in terror, almost fainting.
"Answer my questions. I'm running out of patience," Elias said with a horrifying smile.
"Alright! Alright..."
