The air between them seemed to become thick, so tense one could practically say it was suffocating.
"I'm not asking for much, right?" the man mumbled, his voice low and almost dismissive, a smirk spreading on his lips.
Before Alister could give a response, a hand suddenly clasped down on his shoulder, causing him to turn sharply.
A calm yet bold voice echoed from behind him, cutting through the intensity of the moment.
"There you are! I've practically been looking all over for you!"
Alister turned around and noticed it was Guild Master Anya. She locked eyes with Alister for a moment, and although she seemed calm, Alister could practically notice a storm raging inside her eyes.
Before he could ask her what she was doing here, Anya stepped forward, her voice steady and commanding. "Excuse us for a moment," she said to the man, her tone leaving no room for argument. "I need to have a very important conversation with Alister."
