Please let being a demon keep her from attacking, Galen thought as his vision cleared.
Casually removing his helmet, Galen lit up to white glow in his hand and rubbed it over his scalp, chanting under his breath while gritting his teeth. Bones in the back of his skull crinkled, a fracture stitching itself back together as the blood vaporised from his skin. At once his headache fled from his mind, the light-headedness swept aside, but the cold hollow inside his chest remained.
Staring Dreek dead in the eye, Galen took hold of the sling over his shoulder as he answered, "I'm an American demon, I look like a human but wield new, advanced magic. I would love to chat with you, but right now, I have more human scum slay in this forest."
The Drow leader grinned as she nodded respectfully at th
