"Master, you're awfully invested in everyone else except Kintar. What happened to your agency from the spring." Savast pointed at Kintar. "Look at her!"
The question garnered more than a few glares, but Savast bore them. This was a hill he would die on, judging by the intensity in his three bloodshot eyes.
Skullius considered him silently. Before it became clear whether he'd answer the question within a five-second span, however…
"I'm perfectly fine," said Kintar scathingly. She too glared at Savast as though he was insane, albeit with a gnarly scowl. "I don't need anyone babysitting me. I'm not a charity case, got it?"
No one bought it, and perhaps for the same reason.
Kintar's hissing was usually accompanied by an impressive mobilization of mana or the activation of some powerful form of Magecraft.
