“Bloody hell…Out of all the damned creatures in the realm you decide to pick this lot?”
A ghost of a smile appeared on Leonard's lips. He had anticipated this reaction from Deathcrow. The fire breather was always complaining about something.
“How much gold am I getting for this? Or maybe you are not paying me in gold this time, maybe just maybe, you have finally found me a young, hot blooded bride that will take me on a long-“
“Would you shut up? Do you know where we are? We are not in the realm anymore, we are on unfamiliar territory where attacks are-“
“No one even wants you hear you spineless coward. Remind me, what is it you do? Ah, you s**t stone.”
Leonard joined his fellow creatures in snorting. Deathcrow, satisfied by the reaction he had received, averted his attention to Leona
