Raegar spared a glance at the four adventurers as they dispatched the last of the ghouls, their movements swift and praticed. Turning back to Tarrin, he said, ''I'll be fine. I've tangled with devils before. I know their tricks.''
The older man chuckled before nodding. ''Just be careful. I don't want to see you get hurt,'' he said.
Following that, the group continued with Raegar wandering around, killing any monsters he came across, which were only more Ghouls, and thanks to using Enhancement magic he was able to slaughter them with ease.
That annoyed him as the creatures' screeches were giving him a headache. 'Isn't there normal beasts here?' he thought while watching the others from a church tower as they entered the first city square.
Raegar leapt to his feet, poised to spring forward, when a piercing screech split the air—this one distinct, feral. Before he could react, a hulking, vulture-like creature slammed into him, its talons raking as it launched skyward.
