Amidst the dark earth, there was only one dew tree for hundreds of meters, next to which there were now two creatures from completely different sides.
Their strength differed greatly as well as their status, they should be enemies, but some circumstances made the situation as it was at the moment.
"Kenward..." Adam muttered, looking at the man who stood next to the dew tree. "Why didn't you kill me? The other monsters were ready to tear me apart at first sight, just like you... The dark route... that fact alone made you stop."
Reluctantly, Kenward turned around, his horse like a shadow passing behind him.
"Because it's not part of the worldview to which I adhere. However, that kind of answer you can only hear from monsters like me, who at least have a name and intelligence."
With a slight wave of his hand, Kenward continued.
