“You really are a bother, you know that?” she murmured. The witch glanced back over her shoulder at him. Her hand was in front of her, lightly tapping along a series of jars and pouches searching through them. “Everything would have been much simpler and gone so much easier if you adventurers just kept to yourself.”
From across the room, Leoric glared at her. “Do you really think you kidnapping and murdering women from Fendrel would go unnoticed? And I take being a pain in the ass to monsters like you a compliment.” His cockiness returned slightly towards the end. It rang hollow though, things weren’t looking good for him. Leoric had found himself in plenty of troublesome circumstances before, but this was up there for the worst, right next to the time he had fallen into the crypt with the ghouls. “You still have time to make this easy, Yenel and Winry will be here any moment, we already found you once, how long do you think it will take to find you again?”