Floating Red Bead

The area turned tense for a few seconds with both parties staring at each other, well, the group was winning the staring contest since they had more people, and they were all glaring furiously at Grey. 

If looks could kill someone, then Grey would've died a couple of times over already. 

"Enough, I'll advise you to keep moving," The old man stepped between the group and Grey before saying. 

"That's impossible, either we move together or you guys go on ahead," Grey said. 

The old man thought about it for a while before nodding his head, "Fine, we don't have all day,"

"Sir!"

The others in the group called out to the old man, giving him a questioning look. 

"Don't worry, he has his use. Either him, or one of you?" The old man whispered to the others.