Primeval Spirit

Taira knew that Fenris was not the kind of man to engage in needless threats like this, so for him to place such importance on entering the secret realm meant there was indeed a great treasure inside.

And that the heroes absolutely should not be allowed to have it.

Fully intrigued, Taira sat up and changed back into his usual appearance before he walked towards Fenris.

"Just what could be stored away inside of this secret realm that it's made you give me such a sincere warning?"

"Hmph! You make it seem as though I have not been a charitable benefactor thus far?" Fenris said gruffly as he folded his arms.

"…You gave me your name, asked me to work with you, beat me up with the goal of training, and then disappeared for fifty years. You're closer to a deadbeat than a benefactor."

"I had no idea that you so desperately needed me to hold your hand." Fenris said disdainfully.