"Hey! What happened here?!"
North Saint Gyes stared at his two men lying in pools of blood by the door. His pupils contracted, and a vein bulged on his forehead. Rage filled his mind. If he found out who had done this, he would make them pay with their life.
Fuming, North Saint Gyes led his remaining men inside. The cages had been smashed, the cells were empty, and every captive beastfolk girl was gone. His eyes went red with fury, and he clenched his fists tight.
"Who did this?! I'll kill them!"
"Looking for those little beastfolk girls? I freed them. If you have a problem with that, come fight me one-on-one... Though I don't mind taking you all on."
A cool, indifferent voice, still touched with a boy's youth, sounded behind them.
Click. The wooden door slowly closed, shutting out every trace of light from outside!
A chill ran down Gyes's spine. Fine beads of cold sweat sprang up at his temples as he whipped around.
A black-haired boy stood before the door, holding a dragon-headed staff set with a ruby that looked unmistakably expensive. He gazed coldly at them, while a large white dog behind him bared its teeth at the group.
"Who are you?!"
"I've heard that stupid question enough times. You're not worth telling."
North Saint Gyes frowned. The hand gripping his sword trembled slightly. An inexplicable sense that something was wrong enveloped him. He did not know why, but he could tell the boy was not to be trifled with.
"You bastard! Is that any way to talk to our boss? Don't get cocky!"
Several of Gyes's underlings eyed the valuable dragon-headed staff in Cain's hand, their faces showing both greed and contempt!
"Just a mage..."
"Shut up!" North Saint Gyes cut off his