Let my mother go, you bastard.

Asher breezed along with Larry, who seemed to be running as fast as he could.

'You're too slow. Where exactly are they?" He asked Larry, who could barely keep up with Asher's casual sprint.

'T-They're at the edge of the village to the north" He said nervously, not used to having Asher speak to him.

'Good" Asher muttered.

In a flash he vanished from Larry's field of vision as he went further to catch sight of the ...