The journey began smoothly. None of them asked about his origin or what exactly he did to kill the snake. They only knew that, despite Kyrian's cultivation, he was someone whose strength was far beyond theirs.
One of them carried the injured youth, while the others carried parts of the snake that Kyrian had divided. After all, he had stolen their prey.
Kyrian did this thinking it would leave them in better spirits, and thus he would get what he needed more easily, they would serve as proof of his more than successful hunt.
The rest of the violet snake, Kyrian stored in the spatial ring. He would sell it in the city when he arrived.
Kyrian followed not far behind them, walking in silence while he listened to them talking about many random things. Sometimes, speaking a word or two.
