Orienn Bellaghum and an archer stood side by side. Orienn seemed to have recovered quite well from Zarek's previous attack on him. The archer, however, still seemed quite pissed about what had happened.
Interestingly enough, he was a Droele as well. However, rather than wielding heavy weapons like most of his race did, he instead opted for a heavy bow with a string tension that most B Classes couldn't even pull to half mast.
Despite being related to Eliz, though, the Droele archer was still looking down at the ground.
"I gave you this mission, Edwin. You're saying that you failed?"
The archer continued to look down at the ground, not responding.
"Not only did you fail, but you let Lyn die as well?"
Orienn shook when he heard this.
He wasn't even supposed to be here. But he had gotten strong-armed into coming by Edwin. He knew that if he didn't come to explain his side of things, he might truly end up getting hunted down by one of the Demons.
