211 To your return!

Percival flinched despite himself. He could almost swear he saw bloodlust before it disappeared, an aura of darkness that swelled behind Alaric but he shook his head. He must be seeing things.

Alaric was still in level 5, so easy to kill, and since Percival himself was here tonight he would take the task on himself, but first, he had to teach that Thorn boy a lesson. "I'm not threatening anyone...Lord Alaric. Your companions are criminals. I'm here as the Hunter's Association representative to deal justice."

Alaric narrowed his eyes. "You are from the Hunter's Association." He said.

Percival frowned. "And? That's obvious." He said impatiently, gesturing to his Inquisitors to advance and the two did so, sliding across the room towards Belialthorn with unnatural quickness.