*Jonas*
“Oh dear,” I croak, forgetting that I am supposed to be mute, but I had not expected to see the warrior woman with the hair that looks like flames in red, orange and yellow.
“And how the hell long have you had your damned voice back ?” My captor demands.
I fiddle with my hands, feeling dumb, "I ... ah ... Not so long, really."
“Really, Cerberus,” The woman says, “You might want to mind your language. There is a lady present … and a vulnerable boy.”
‘Hey lady, we are fully grown,’ Cana mutters in an offended tone.
“Bugger that !” Typhon all but explodes. “Do you know how much time I've wasted trying to help him regain his voice ?”
I swallow nervously. So is his name Typhon, or Cerberus, I am getting confused. Both kinda fit him though.
“And …,” He continues
