And just when things already seemed as if they couldn't get any worse, with Julie gripping her sword hilt like she was ready to knock him out, Aisha clutching her wand and glaring at him with that no-nonsense look, and Skadi staring at him as if bracing herself for him to suddenly lunge, the situation turned even stranger.
A slow, amused voice, weathered by age, floated out from the shadows.
"Oh my, oh my…" The voice older than stone and sharper than steel cut through the clearing. It was deep yet steady, weathered by centuries but unshaken. "…I came out here looking for my granddaughter, since she went out a while ago and hasn't come back yet...And what do I see here?"
"Not only do I see my granddaughter perched on a tree half-naked, but also another man, utterly naked, with his manhood swinging in the moonlight."
"And, to top it off, three of the top figures of the Holy Guard, gathered here of all places."
The bushes parted, and an old figure stepped into the open.
