Few moments later....
Braham wiped the blood from his lips and straightened his posture with remarkable composure.
"Ahem..." he cleared his throat, smoothing down his robes as if nothing had happened. "So, where were we?"He fixed me with a sharp gaze, the earlier vulnerability replaced by the commanding presence of a powerful archmage.
"As you already know, I am Braham Faust," he announced formally,"Patriarch of the Faust family and Leader of the Mages Association."His voice carried weight and authority, a stark contrast to the broken grandfather act from moments before.
Victor shifted uncomfortably beside us, clearly embarrassed by the old man's antics.
Aisha remained tense at my side, her grip on her spear not wavering despite the bizarre turn of events.
