A massive silhouette moved through the misty forest, quickly retreating from a single point. It would have been difficult for a mere onlooker to comprehend what could have frightened such a huge creature, which was one of the strongest here. However, sometimes all it took was one person to make all the difference.
"Who are you...?" Zayne muttered with a dazed expression looking at the man, who was watching the scolopendra run away with a slight smile on his face.
The man sighed, glared at Zayne, and said, "My name is Klaus, Klaus Wik, to be exact. What about you?"
"Zayne... Zayne Fellen..." Zayne gulped.
The man nodded, looked around, and sat down next to one of the trees, placing his cane in his lap.
"Agh...?" Zayne was puzzled.
"What are you waiting for?" Klaus glanced at him, then closed his eyes and pointed in front of him, "Have a seat. Judging by your condition, you're wounded and you must be tired after the battle against the spiders, aren't you?"
