391 Anger and Gentleness of a Giant

'He looks mad,' Olpi thought.

Frey stormed up to the others. Fresh blood and sweat dripped off his armor. He took deep breaths, trying to calm himself from the rush of battle, but when he eyed Olpi his breaths quickened. He tore his gaze away from her. Elero was the immediate concern. "I've never heard you scream like that."

Elero shrugged. "And I've never seen you fall for such a basic trap. Were you distracted by something, or better someone?" She glanced at Olpi.

Frey scoffed. "One moment I see you going to help Olpi, and the next moment you're on the ground screaming your lungs out. What if you had died?"

"I'm fine."

Frey nodded a few times, then turned to Olpi. His hands clenched and unclenched. He was calming down, but not fast enough. "I heard you say 'watch out', meaning you had enough time to warn Elero. Why didn't you just cancel the spell?"