Damien has just finished telling his favourite story and decided to take a break to stretch his bones.
The tavern was full, loud and hot while the outside was deserted and pleasantly cool – it was well past midnight and almost all of those who were still at the festival were inside, waiting for his next story.
He always enjoyed telling stories – he joined the military in order to make money to fund his hobby but then the invasion began.
Stuck as a soldier keeping the humanity safe little moments like this were the only occasions when he could do what he loved.
In another life he might have been a bard or maybe even a writer, but thinking about what could've been was going to just make him depressed.
He needed to just clear his mind and he'd go back to doing what he loved.
Well, at least that was the idea until he heard a commotion in a nearby alley. Out of curiosity he went to check out what happened – but what he saw definitely wasn't what he expected.
