For the first time, Luis felt unsure of what he should do. The result that he came up with from the report was rather a very dangerous place. They just recently cleared a risky business and Luis is not ready to send his subordinates to the gallows.
Therefore that night, he sneakily snuck out of his tent and flew to the night sky.
He entered the woody area of Woodrill Plains like a ninja. His long black hair was dancing to the blows of the wind so he tried to part a side of it. That was when he saw someone flying in his peripheral vision.
"Fuck!" Luis cussed out of surprise. "Xagrien, what are you doing here?"
The moon elf lord stopped mid-air and faced the male.
"That is what I am supposed to say," Xagrien crossed his big guns- er, arms over his chiseled chest. He was wearing his killer shirt so his pecs are in full show to the moon elf lord's greedy eyes.