"Uncle?" The person who appeared at the door was none other than the same guy that I had defeated some time ago.
Everyone was confused now, and, of course, we readied our weapons and got more tensioned than before.
"Hey, hey, hey! What is happening here?! Gerus, what is this?"
"Who are you?" shouted Gerus in answer.
My senses were informing me that he was injured, and more importantly, he did not have that awful smell that the necromancer exuded. Moreover, I could even feel some sort of kindness toward him, as if he were subject to a curse or something alike.
I lowered my guard a bit, and asked, "Are you Tenorio, cousin of baron Mystral?"
He was puzzled by my question. He looked at his relative, Gerus, waiting for some explanation, but the knight remained unfazed and did not say anything to him. "Yes. I am," he answered with a trembling voice.
"What is going on, Ten?" A woman showed up from inside the house.
