Do as You're Told

Fortunately, the misunderstanding with the heresy inquisitors was cleared up quickly.

The five of them and the one aberration stood at the mountain entrance where the fog did not reach, talking.

"So."

The opening of the story was cut off by a woman named Frederica. Sitting on a rock with her legs stretched out, she looked at Ian while idly tapping the halberd wedged between her thighs.

"So you ambushed a mage named Irene? But you couldn't kill her. The Irene who fled hid in this mountain? And the fog has nothing to do with you?"

"That's about right."

"You know that sounds incredibly suspicious, right?"

"What can I say? It's the truth."

Ian replied calmly, exhaling smoke into the air.

The smoke that drifted into the fog soon dissolved and became one with it. Frederica tilted her head at the sight...