In the lobby room of the adventurer's guild where adventurers filled the space already. Marcus once again was the center of attention.
He did not mind their stares and went straight to Elaina who smiled at him.
Just as he was about to get near her, someone blocked him.
"Hold it for a second," the man said, stepping right into his path.
Marcus stopped.
He looked at him once.
Broad frame. Shaved head. Heavy shoulders. The same man from the verification team.
Bren Korr.
Up close, the difference in size was clear. Bren stood wider, thicker, built for direct fights. Marcus looked lighter in comparison, less imposing at a glance.
Bren rested the handle of his axe against his shoulder and tilted his head slightly.
"You're Marcus, right?" he said.
"What do you need?" he asked.
Bren gave a short breath through his nose.
"I'll ask it straight," he said. "You're the one who wiped out the wyvern nest?"
A few nearby adventurers shifted closer, attention snapping toward them.
