"You guys sure work fast."
Ross ignored the frowns of his opponents and went straight to business. Whether they were wondering about how he spatially shifted to appear before them did not concern him.
His current abilities were beyond their understanding. The chasm that separated a Venerable from an Immortal was not something they could comprehend.
"Ross…" Serenya called out the redhead's name in a low tone, almost as if she were seeing him for the first time. "You're a lot shorter than a One-Horned should be."
The woman's eyes roamed the faces of the other One-Horned humans around, specifically Ferlok and Eein. While they were, at the very least, three meters, Ross was a little over two meters tall.
"Trust me, woman, my height is the least of your worries," Ross replied with a mischievous grin.
Although Ross had spoken with the woman before, seeing her in person hit him differently than he expected. 'She's actually not bad… Not bad at all.'
