"Indeed, I do know what the humans are like, War Tyrant," the ancient Elf agreed.
"You may simply call me Karl, or Avatar, if you prefer. The other title sounds like you expect me to attack at any moment."
The Elf stared meaningfully at him for half a second, and Veda began to laugh.
"He's got you there, Karl."
"Hey, whose team are you on here?"
The dragon gave him the same look as the Elf did, and in Karl's mind, Cara began to laugh.
The dragon was only here for the knowledge to be gained. She wasn't actually his ally, and had no intentions of picking a fight with anyone. If things got too messy, she would simply transform and fly away to watch from a distance, or find other interesting things.
The Elder turned to the locals. "{These are not Demons. The one with the blue eyes is a dragon, and the other is something else entirely. But neither is a demon. You were right to call us, these creatures are much more dangerous than foreign humans, or if they had been actual demons.}"
