The large mercenary who spoke had a scar running across his cheek and a grin that made it clear he enjoyed causing problems.
There were a few others who looked on with interest, while, of course, others didn't care about such things and continued eating and drinking since it was a rather normal occurrence with mercenaries.
There were even those who started betting on what would happen as they smiled while watching the show.
Ryan looked around the tavern, then smiled even wider. "Oh, like I heard this place is quite interesting." He said as he glanced back at the large mercenary that was now standing before them like a mountain in scale armor.
"Interesting, huh? How about you leave now before it gets really interesting." The large man cracked his knuckles.
Ryan looked at the man's hands, then at his scarred face, then at the tables filled with mercenaries.
After a few seconds, Ryan nodded seriously. "I understand."
