The Old Legend Returning

From the corner of the room, a younger, cockier adventurer chuckled nervously. "What's the big deal? You're all bark now, Rylan, ain't you?" he quipped, his grin faltering when Liora's sharp eyes turned toward him. The movement was subtle—a tilt of the head, a narrowing of the eyes—but it was enough to make the younger man freeze. Liora's hand moved with an almost casual grace, flicking a coin across the bar with a precision that made it spin like a dagger in midair. It clinked to a stop directly in front of the younger adventurer, who swallowed hard, his face paling.