'Alielil is fighting?' Aldaii did not turn around to make sure with his own eyes, but his senses weren't dull enough to make a mistake like that.
'I don't sense any opponent through… A restless adept at concealment, huh?' he raised an eyebrow, his attention focused on the restless that had come to confront him, or rather, that had shown up as the bony fellow landed on a wooden building and just sat down, dressed in clothing stolen from warriors who had perished on the other side.
"So… Are you going to make a move or what?" Aldaii felt confident in himself, but wasn't so reckless as to attack without thinking, that restless definitely seemed rather confident as well to just casually lounge about with an enemy so close.
"Am I supposed to? I fear that I am in no hurry to claim victory, in fact, I am afraid that my purpose does not involve securing victory over you" the restless responded with its hollow voice that seemed to echo within its own body.
