An army camp from the primeval age.
Knights moved about in leather armor, while magicians roamed the area carrying wooden staffs.
The commander of this camp was one hell of a knight.
Encased in gigantic full-body armor, the subtle muscle contours visible through the gaps hinted at the kind of monster hiding within.
As he stood, both of his hands rested on a massive silver greatsword.
"Commander Goran, we've caught a very strange and suspicious individual. Would you like to take a look?" a cavalry unit asked carefully.
"Strange and suspicious, you say?"
As the commander spoke in his monstrous voice, the eyeballs behind his helmet glowed green, sending a faint shiver down the knight's spine.
"Yes, Commander. And that person is accompanied by a demon slime."
"Hmm? A demon slime and a human together?"
The commander seemed greatly intrigued.
"Very well. Let us meet them. Bring them to my quarter."
The knight bowed deeply, then disappeared like a frightened rabbit.
