[Moments Earlier]
Rebal found himself within his mansion in the blink of an eye, once again finding Ralyks' teleportation ability very strange.
It was just a moment before that he was staring at the bloodied corpses of Ralyks' victims, and yet… here he was.
'Sir Ralyks really is amazing.'
Nothing short of awe and dread currently enveloped Rebal as he thought of his savior. He had never met a man like Ralyk, and he didn't think he ever would.
'The Mansion appears fine, so I'm guessing Sir Ralyks' subordinate must have taken care of everything.' The man grinned as he began to walk.
'Where's Asher, then?'
Rebal knew his own premises like the back of his hand, so it didn't take him very long to locate his son.
He was seated in a pretty small lounge—one that Tëõ long sofas opposite each other, with a center table separating them.
