"It wasn't that fast either!" Miri protested at once, her hands tightening in his coat.
Lumi nodded quickly. Her grip was no less firm. "We got used to your blinding rate of growth…"
"Well," Quinlan said, tone easing, "I faced some hard enemies-"
"Who dares hurt our Quinnie?" they growled together, posture shifting instantly. The softness vanished, replaced by something sharp and ready, eyes narrowing as if searching the horizon for a target.
"Just some unhinged ladies here and there… And then there was 'her,' too. Are you aware of it?"
"Yes…" The two women nodded, much more concerned than before. Their delicate hands formed trembling fists. "Sel'Ashra, The Withered Flame…"
Indeed. The corrupted Goddess has been harassing Quinlan, having invaded his mind twice. The first time, he was sidelined, needing to reinforce his damaged soul.
"And there was more."
Their attention snapped back to him immediately.
