Dion nodded curtly, his piercing gaze surveying the room. "Cheers for the warm welcome, mates. Ready to kick some demon arse with the lot of you."
As the words echoed, Ethan couldn't help but recall that Dion was the man at the club from the night before, effortlessly defeating a demon they had struggled with.
'This is not that drunk dude?!' The realization dawned on Ethan, a mix of surprise and realization flickering in his eyes. The contrast between Dion's composed demeanor now and his seemingly inebriated state the previous night left Ethan befuddled.
The tension in the room seemed to heighten as Ethan exchanged a glance with Clara, both aware of the unspoken complexities lingering. The introduction of Dion, the new addition to the team, brought a layer of uncertainty.
