'So far so good.' Protector thought, aware that anyone living near Lith's house had seen too many extraordinary things to be bothered by something trivial like a mixed couple and their hybrid children.
The farmhands stopped working just long enough to take a good look at Slash and Crash. The two Emperor Beasts belonged to unknown species, arousing the farmers' curiosity and sparking discussions about their prowess.
The walk towards Lutia passed in silence. Fenrir and Solkar were too young to understand what was going on, but they felt the tension in their parents' steps and became quiet.
The young girl raised her eyes to the sky from time to time, finding comfort in Bash's figure that circled them from above. The Cron could neither shapeshift nor shrink his size, forcing him to follow the Fastarrows from a distance.
"Don't worry, kids." Ryman said. "Knowing Lith, he must be in the Trawn Woods' clearing, ready to rain death from his tower."
