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To say that the situation went from seemingly bad was to seemingly insane, was a grossly miscalculated and sheer understatement. Linde’s gentle actions followed by the swift punishment of the man to extract the information made Lonán look upon her as her title truly implied. An Angelic Knight, and this angel was on the avenging path to this one.

”Holy Heresta in a handbasket.” He breathed out as the information was finally dealt out like a straight flush. He pulled his hand away from the coinpurse, more time for gambling with it later. The situation now was to head back to the inn and help his friend back.

Yes, he was certain of it. Aetrius would be someone he would gladly call a friend. For Not only can Lonán respect her fierceness, but her stamina for withstanding pain. Pulling out one more silver, Lonán tossed it to the bartender. ”Your tip for the wonderful meal. Sorry about the mess.” He rationalized with a small grin as he grabbed the final roll he had not yet consumed, as he decided to gift it to their absentee friend Okumi and prepared to head back to the Inn with Linde and Aetrius.

”Yes, better you get treated, again, as well as deal with our current problems before planning a huge trip like that indeed.” He remarked. Whatever the incident was about he didn’t care, but the circumstances of it mattered to Aetrius, and therefore his honor (as well as the laws of his homeland) dictated to side with her for that debacle. He was glad the fiend was dead, to not harm anyone else ever again.

”Let us return to the Inn.”