A few minutes and a scolding he received from the cat girl later for not caring about her injuries, Vault and Yurzi approached smiling, bowing their heads respectfully.
"I think we owe you some things, Lord Frey." said the leader of the warrior caste. Both he and Yurzi survived, fighting the creatures actually exhausted them, costing many good warriors, spellcasters, hunters, but most importantly ... friends and family who will never see their family again.
"Okay ..." Frey replied, speaking the words in a dry, indifferent voice.
Yurzi and Vault looked at each other uneasily. Elysia shrugged and sighed due to how nonchalant Frey was expressing herself.
"By the way. What about the people you kidnapped?" Frey asked suddenly, his posture and tone becoming tired. Although his internal wounds had been healed by magic, it was barely enough to close his wounds.