Quick Hunt

Alister, now alone, slowly made his way back to his living quarters. The night was still and quiet, his footsteps echoing softly in the empty passageway. As he walked, Terra's voice echoed in his head.

'Your comrades are truly an interesting bunch my Lord,' she said, her tone sounding both amused and thoughtful.

Alister paused, thinking about her words.

"My comrades? Them?"

Terra's voice was gentle but firm. 'Are they not? I assumed they were because you always seem a bit more... happy in their presence.'

He smiled, her words sinking in. "I guess you're right, comrades, huh?"

...

Passing through the massive metal doors of his living quarters, they slowly closed behind him with a heavy thud. As they did, Alister spoke in his thoughts.

'Dragonforge, unequip my uniform and equip my gear.'