An old man entered the tavern, his steps slow yet steady, his presence commanding attention. The Grimknights turned as he approached, the dim candlelight casting shadows over his lined face. It was Hargun.
He let out a slow breath, his voice gravelly yet warm. "And… because if you truly want to move forward, you're going to need help."
Perched on his shoulder, a small creature stirred—Nyx, Kaiser's loyal companion. Without hesitation, Nyx leaped from Hargun' shoulder straight onto Kaiser's, nuzzling against him. Kaiser blinked in surprise before running a hand over Nyx's soft fur.
"Where have you been all this time?" Kaiser asked, his voice a mixture of relief and curiosity.
Cricket, strumming absentmindedly on his instrument, chuckled. "I left Nyx with my friend, Ronan. But I didn't expect it to end up with the old man." He nodded toward Hargun.
Hargun let out a hearty laugh. "That little thing knows me! Came to me like I am his grandpa"
