friends!?" she asked, with some panic in her voice. The four-armed monster pushed her back gently with one forearm and move in front of his ally. Ondun could respect that; he''d done that on more than one occasion himself.


    are you? You talk like a human or something. The only times that''s happened in the past are when a legendary mon needs something..."


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    With the human city looming in front of him, Ondun decided to help allay some of these people''s fears. While he doubted they''d have any more useful information for him, and he was confident that he could defeat them while embodying the Medicus profession, if Ondun wanted to return to his friends or heal the ones whose souls had been siphoned by that mysterious sorcerer, he would need allies. Fortunately, getting people to tell you their problems was old hat for any adventurer worth their salt.


    "At any rate..." Ondun carefully stepped away from the two and sat on one of the padded seats on the walls of the vehicle. "I am your prisoner, for the moment. Nonetheless, I will need some help. I apologize for my offence. I hope we can work together."


    The woman nodded slowly and exhaled, as if she''d expected that exchange to go far worse.