Liam looked at the frightened woman for a few quiet seconds before slowly shaking his head.
A helpless smile crept onto his face.
Some things about this world simply refused to make sense to him.
From the moment he had arrived here, strength seemed to dictate everything. The powerful spoke however they pleased, while the weak accepted whatever came their way. No one questioned it. No one fought it. It was simply the order of things.
He released a quiet breath before taking a calm step toward the woman.
"It's alright," he said gently. "You don't have to be so nervous."
The woman instinctively stiffened when he approached, but after hearing the warmth in his voice again, some of the fear in her eyes slowly faded away.
Maybe…
Maybe this young adventurer truly meant her no harm.
She cautiously studied his expression once more.
There wasn't a trace of mockery.
Nor superiority.
Nor the arrogant smile she had become accustomed to seeing on powerful adventurers.
