Chapitre 97: Hit the Chimeras

"How does the amplification spell worc?" Alex asked as they trudged through the streets inside a carriage. It was a discreet vehicle, driven by three horses, accommodating everyone inside. On the outside, Rel'Tir conducted. The White Elf was probably the least likely to be recognized in the group. He was from the countryside and had appeared only once in a fight at the gladiators' pit. Most people didn't know he was a guild member, or if they did, his face wasn't as recognizable. 

Besides, the elf wore a mask covering his face.

Bogath was starting to explain when Ratamir put a hand in front of him. 

"No one wants to see you excruciating on the floor. Don't even try to explain, to avoid the risk of it happening." 

"Alright," Bogath said, leaning back in his seat and breathing deeply with a smile as if he was more than happy to stay quiet and silent. Then Ratamir began to explain,