An akward silence permeated the courtyard as the black steel lord faced Victoria and her cohort who seemed ready for a fight.
"Hmp!! Children." He sneered, glancing away from their stance as his eyes fell upon a pavilion not to far away to the left.
Seeing the pavilion the Blacksteel lord smirked for a second drawing the attention of the men in white.
"Why is that here?"
"Isn't that…"
"So it's him"
They quickly muttered amongst themselves as the noticed the pavilion. It was a running rumor in the alliance that the Blacksteel shelter had somehow convinced an S Ranked Slayer to become a permanent resident of their shelter.
The problem was no one knew exactly which one. But upon seeing this pavilion it was rather clear.
It was that man.
"Let's seat in the pavilion, it's more comfortable up there" the Blacksteel lord broke into a wild smile, and without waiting for a response he began taking large and stead strides towards the pavilion stairs.
