Kael walked down the stairs of the shop, looking once behind him to see Baltak snickering at the fanatics of humans.
For him, the struggle and battle and life and death of Climbers was merely an amusement.
A passing moment for Baltak to enjoy and soon forget.
Many of them had gone before, and many will go after. And he'd seen enough of human Pride that feels more like pathetic arrogance at times to even care for the well-being of any of them.
Kael walked between the group, unbothered with their stares until he reached the Sun Clan's boss.
He made sure his steps didn't quicken. He made sure his gaze didn't drop. If he showed hesitation now, they'd smell it the way goblins smelled blood.
"You look different. Glad you survived the night."
"Told you I had a good nose," Kael replied.
