Chapter 54: Westrow

"Westrow, I demand an answer,"Maer said firmly. "What are you doing here? Why have you chosen this moment to reveal yourself?"

Westrow's composure remained steadfast, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. He feigned a casual shrug, evading Maer's direct question. "Oh, you know me, sister," he replied with a teasing smile. "I'm a man of mystery, always keeping you on your toes. Where I go, adventure follows."

Maer's frustration grew. "This is not the time for games, Westrow," she insisted. "We are in the midst of a crucial battle. I need to know your intentions."

Westrow tilted his head, his smile never faltering. "Intentions, intentions," he mused. "Who can say? Perhaps I'm here to steal the spotlight, or maybe I just missed the excitement of a good fight. But one thing's for sure, sister, I'll keep you guessing."

Maer's rage intensified as she couldn't believe Westrow's continued evasiveness. She stomped her foot and began giving exaggerated expressions one after the other.