Cold Hearts

"Finally we meet," the clan master of the Gray Swamp Clan arrived and floated fifty meters away from Noril.

"What do you want? Why are you doing this to us?" Noril asked with a frown before he grunted coldly. "If you do anything to us, you won't be able to afford the retaliation from the magic guild association."

"I have a very good reason to kill you, and I don't care about the MGA. Alas, it seems that you don't recognize me, so let me tell you… My name is Fragard. Does it ring a bell?"

Noril creased his eyebrows in thought before his eyes turned wide. "The current clan master of the Gray Swamp clan?"

"Bingo," Fragard said ferociously. "You killed my brother, so you will have to die. Simple as that."

'Damn it! Why didn't the magic guild do anything about the Gray Swamp clan even though I sent them reports of their deeds? What the fuck were they doing?' Noril thought angrily.