Not A Man Without Reason

Bang!

Aloysius stationed his battle axe in front of him with its blade to the ground as his hands rested on the handle. This was accompanied by a fierce gaze in his eyes as the aura around him seemed to become more refined.

"This group was able to slip in between the gap left by the main group and set up an ambush. There are a few skilled ones among them, but the elite troops of my Tempest kingdom will not succumb to their enemies so readily. It's two pesky things I'm annoyed with right now, the first of which is that person hiding deep in the forest who launched that dangerous attack not too long ago. As for the second..." Aloysius thought to himself as his sight locked onto Izroth.