-Amy POV-
With Connor and Cole beside me, I watch the man behind the counter carefully.
“Oh ho ho, You two wish to fight a frail old man?” He asks, mocking us.
"Bullshit!" I say. "You said you were a lich... whatever that is."
"I am very... very old." The man says.
“You are not that old and if we make you nervous, then let us go.” Amy says.
“Who said I was nervous... how about I introduce myself and my little...friends.” The man gives a small bow. "I am Orian. A name a adopted when I grew conscious of my own."
Garnet gasps. "Wait... you said lich? I think I have heard of your kind. You are a dark creature, an undead."
"Undead, yes, unfortunately, I can still die." He says with bitterness.
Garnet nods. "You're kind is obsessed with finding eternal life."
"Well, wouldn't you be t
