"I heard you are looking for me?" Thoren asked as he sat across from the three figures with a cold, indifferent expression.
Staring at the silver haired, blue eyed young man seated across from them, the three instantly became tense.
Celene, Cyras, and Garric had their muscles stiffened. Especially for Cyras, he swallowed hard as the weakest of the trio.
The aura around the Grim Reaper was something they never expected, and it pressed against their nerves without mercy.
They had expected to see a weak Necromancer, depending on his undead servants' strength to survive in the Crimson Dunes.
But now…
Celene took a deep breath and straightened her back. Even though they had been forcefully arrested by the guild members of the Crimson Arc Guild, she was not scared.
"You are a difficult person to find," she said slowly under her breath.
