Hearing the voice he was too familiar with, Hex relaxed.
"Nice look," he said with a smirk, earning him a playful slap on his shoulders. He winced, feeling it sting.
"I can't believe fighting a Knight left me with a broken body," he grumbled.
As soon as he said that, he felt the gazes of the masked figures land on him.
"Ha. Did you hear it guys?" Hestia whistled and said. "This genius thinks having a few broken bones against a Knight is unbelievable. Here, we thought that surviving one was an achievement. I guess he is truly special."
Even though he could hear Hestia acting like she was offended, he felt his face burn with embarrassment. In retrospect, he sounded indeed arrogant.
Thankfully, he didn't need to explain himself. The others just shook their heads and turned towards the slum folk.
"They are…?" Boron asked with his boar mask on.
