Chapter 49: The Blight of Bermute

"My name is Randal,"

"And you are Lucas Walker,"

"I come in peace. Please do not be alarmed, I only seek to share information and perhaps help you in a way,"

Randal's extremely muscular body was rather relaxed despite Lucas's threatening tone and stance.

'Calm down, Lucas. We can't think everyone is an enemy now can we?' Lucas thought to himself as he took a shaky breath.

"I'm not sure if it is a custom of elves to rudely awaken people from their sleep by standing over their bodies but it surely isn't something I look kindly at,"

Lucas's body relaxed slightly as his hand twitched lightly, just barely managing to stop himself from grabbing his bat.

The Elf seemed to notice the situation and raised his hand to his head in a sheepish gesture.

"Elves like myself do not sleep. I knew that humans rested but I have not been able to freely examine a human while they sleep. I am rather new to this world and humans in general so sorry for my rudeness,"