“Sir Liam, you’re here!”
Val respectfully called out to the man.
Liam merely responded with a grunt before sauntering haughtily up to the group ahead.
“So you’re the ones looking for trouble?” Liam questioned in a less than polite tone.
“Where did this bastard come from?!”
Someone had shouted. At the same time, a sharp dagger was pulled and aimed straight for Liam’s face. Had the bastard lost his mind? Did he not know how defenseless mages were? It was simply unthinkable that he would just waltz right up to the enemy like that.
I had to admit that I would not mind socking that bastard in the face, either. Maybe even a slap or two. Val quickly lunged and knocked the dagger out of the air with his sword. But he ended up opening an old wound, which caused him to gasp in pain.
Liam also
