Aezaleon moved forward again, completely ignoring the buzzing voice of the side character. He just wanted to enter the city and find a place to rest already. All the detailed investigation and whatever else they needed to do could happen tomorrow morning.
He was just a few steps behind; there were only two outsiders left before him. After them, he would be able to pay the required fee and enter. Alas, a rough hand suddenly landed on his shoulder, gripping it firmly.
"You d*ckless bastard, do you want to die so badly? Just who do you think you are, to dare ignore me?"
Aezaleon glanced to the side, not even turning his head fully. His emotionless eyes focused intently on the shorter male. The man had dark black hair, matching eyes, and was dressed in a sort of polished silver armor.
"Withdraw your hand, human!" Aezaleon commanded coldly.
