Grey pursed his lips and scratched the back of his head.
'Yeah, alright. Fair enough. I probably should have expected this coming back here.'
The last time he was here, he had beat up a noble, tied up a Guardian's disciple, crippled another one, left another one unconscious, basically ripped another apart… okay, he had beat up a lot of Guardian disciples, it seemed.
At some point, he probably should have expected those chickens to come home to roost. The fact he hadn't even thought about it was just proof of how much bullshit he had been through since the last time he was here.
He sighed and then got a good look at the people around him. He was a little bit surprised about who it was when he saw them.
He'd assumed the Valdi. The dukedom had every reason to want a "word" with him, especially considering he had "commandeered" their teleportation platform to get what he wanted done. Not to mention beat up a whole bunch of them too.
