Looming Threats To My Peace

“Pardon? Did you just say the hero soloed the demon lord?”

Grimm was the first to speak.

‘Yes?’

“First of all, what does soloed mean?”

He was playing with his fingers nervously. I found that to be odd, but answered him.

‘It’s like defeating a group of people by yourself.’

“Eh? He defeated the demon lord’s group by himself? Is that the [Four Heavenly Kings] you’re referring to?”

‘Well, they have the title heavenly king attached to them, yes.’

He put his hands through his hair, messing it up. I could see an absurd level of fear and anxiety on his face. His eyes scrolled about in his sockets as he muttered something. I couldn’t make it out so I read his mind instead, but that was even worse.

‘We’re screwed. She’ll come. She’ll find me. I don’t want to go back. No. No. Nyx. I will never see her again. Maybe if I leave to go get her now. No. That’s not how it works. The House heads are probably already after her. Tyvnn will protect her. I don’t have anyone else to w-‘