The three demons straightened as formal introductions became necessary, their expressions carrying their resigned fate.
"I'm Ed," announced the scarred mercenary.
"Edd," added the combat mage, adjusting his robes nervously.
"And I'm Eddie," concluded the third member.
Ed, Edd, and Eddie. You've got to be kidding me.
Noah stared at his new bodyguards with bewildered amazement. "Are you all related?"
"Brothers," Ed confirmed as a matter of fact.
Three brothers named Ed, Edd, and Eddie, who turned to crime together. This world has a sense of humour.
"Well, at least I'll remember your names easily," Noah said, suppressing his laughter at the absurd coincidence.
The brothers positioned themselves at respectful distances as Noah prepared to resume his original purpose. Wind training required space and concentration, neither of which worked well with hovering bodyguards.
Time to test my wind manipulation's combat applications. Let's see what Level 4 can accomplish.
