Yren listened to what I said but said nothing in response. He then turned his head to look at Ezrath who is now right behind the counter. He looked pale but he still bravely met my husband's eye. He is quite brave, isn't he?
Eventually, the bloodlust from Yren gradually disappeared as he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the missions hall. I turned back and smiled helplessly towards Crisandra and winked towards Ezrath playfully.
Yren walked aimlessly with me in tow and I just let him pull me wherever. After a few minutes, he finally stopped in the middle of some busy street far away from the missions hall and he let go of my hand. If I was a fragile human, my hand would have been crushed at the time he grabbed me by the mission hall door.
