Glimpses of greatness

PoV Cameron

"Seems like the worst is finally over?" Said Julian, as he passed me a drink from the refrigerator, I failed to catch it, letting it fall to the ground.

"That is a blatant lie, the worst has yet to come, what about that thing that tried to ambush us? I've read in the report Kevin's meh printed that you fought something similar? Do you have any news on that front?" I asked him as I got up to pick up the bottle.

In the meantime, I took a sneak peek at the drawing the small saint was doing, since he had been abandoned by his religious order and wasn't exactly looked in a good light by the locals, so I had to bring him with me.

He was a small, dark-skinned kid with long, dark hair and blue eyes; currently, he was dressed with a white shirt with short sleeves and gray sweatpants. He was playing with a bunch of crayons I had gifted him and was in the middle of drawing something for me.