Hearing Weird Stories

"I don't like words," he started to show his arrogant side once more, "if you are truly a friend, prove it!"

"Tsk! What do you want me to do? I passed through hell to arrive here just to save your asses! And thanks to your damn ancestors, I'm stuck outside, unable to help!"

"I don't care," he suddenly pointed at his neck, while stretching it to expose more of it, "if you can't, then kill me, kill everyone, that won't differ anyway if you are an enemy."

I looked at this dude, and knew how determined he was. In fact, I had to admit to myself that he got a point here.

If I was truly an enemy, then letting me in wasn't any much different than watching his people die in front of his eyes.

"Tsk, what a troublesome dude you are," I pointed my glaive towards Lucas II as I added, "form a silver ground for them to stay upon while I think of something to convince this dude."

"My name is Mou," he said, and I memorised his name to my heart.