'What the hell is this, how is she so strong?' Zaroth's mind raced. He was considering if he should summon Luna, but in the end decided against it. His mana core was almost empty, so if she transformed, she would not be able to keep her form for long. It appeared he had no choice but to speak with the elf.
"Relax, there is no need to feel alarmed," the elf reassured as she let go of his blade.
While his weapon was back in his control, he didn't feel even a little reassured. Just now, this woman showed him that she could overpower him with ease.
Even if he was wearing a mask, the elf was able to see that Zaroth wasn't calm in the slightest.
With a sigh, she parted her lips. "I assume it is rude for me to ask you questions without introducing myself first. My name is Sira."
With a nod, he spoke, "Zaroth." He assumed it would be a bad idea to lie to her, and as such, he used his real name. "Now tell me, what do you want?"
