Elion let out a wry laugh and stepped forward, placing himself between his cohort and the eyeless man.
"You see, we've had a change of heart," he said. "So... is there any chance you'd be willing to just let us be on our way?"
There was a hopeful note in his voice, even though he already knew what the answer would be.
The man tilted his head to the side. "Hmm... you want to leave? Yeah, sure, you're free to go."
Elion's brows rose, having not expected such an answer, but the man was not done. He suddenly smiled. "After meeting the master, of course. She's taken an interest in you, so you don't get to refuse."
Elion clicked his tongue in annoyance. He was hopeful for a moment there. "I thought so..."
