Wiarno City and the Slith Sect (4)

"Sir... T-thank you! I don't even know your name, but--"

"...It's Lars, and no need to thank me. I have some things I need to ask you and Patriarch Slith after all..." Lars cricked his neck as he stretched his body, loosening up for the upcoming battle.

His eyes flitted across the two new arrivals; looked like they were both at the beginner Legendary stage...

After the booming voices had cut through the still night air, two conspicuous figures dressed in bright colours soared through the air to land on the walls; both rather tall. One of the men was dressed in red robes with the other in dusty-yellow garb.

The man in yellow was well-built with a hefty, powerful frame and looked full of energy; his face passionate and serious, his countenance fiery and aggressive. His look was spoiled only by the fact that his hair was not red, being black with many a strand of grey hair streaking his scalp.