As they stepped into the corridor the black coated figure walked ahead of them with measured steps. After a few moments of silence he spoke in a somewhat respectful tone.
"My name is Netharos. Lady Valeria has personally chosen me to assist you on this mission. I must say, it is an honor to be in the company of warriors she herself has recruited."
Erik and Mia exchanged a glance. The word "honor" felt hollow in their ears. Neither of them felt any pride in being Valeria's pawns.
"We don't need to do small talk, do we? Let's just get this job done," Mia said with cold voice before Erik could say anything.
Netharos glanced at her but didn't push further. "Of course," he replied, his tone even. "No small talk."
