The Sixth Elder stiffened immediately when he heard this laughter. It was clear that he was quite familiar with this member of the Mercenary Group.
Theron finally stopped pretending not to be paying attention to what was happening, glancing over at the man who was truly built like a soldier. Steering clear of him just seemed to be the most appropriate decision to make. Even standing too close might end in you being incinerated.
It could be said that Theron didn't have the best relationship with Fire Mancers, and that was beside the fact that he was a Water Mancer—the antithesis to everything they were. This was instead because of a certain princess of the Firewing Empire. But at this point, those matters seemed like a lifetime away.
Theron's gaze shifted to notice that the behemoth of a man was actually being followed by a few youths. They all had the same radiant heat to them, their backs adorned with the same duo of scythes, though theirs were much smaller than the man's.
