❝ Ren, ❞ they test on their tongue, their smile a curious one. ❝ a blade. How fascinating. ❞ Hardly did they seem bothered by the imminent threat of monsters past the safety of the city. The look of ease didn't seem to waver. ❝ Then, mister Ren, ❞ a small tilt of their head--
Blade could debate them over it; however, he decided not to, as it would lead to useless chitchat — not ideal, given his occupation as a wanted criminal. “ Ren. ” A fake name, yet a name that still describes the person he is in a way. Regardless, they would soon reach the wilderness and come —