"Yeah, I'm awake now. Took a very nice nap for two days or something"

Almon: "Ya come to say our asses, then you fuck off for three who days. Not very cool if ya ask me"

"Hey, I was like...suck in the desert for like….1..2...3...I don't know I would count it like four days"

?: "Well, It's good to see ya healthy now"

From the other side of the campfire, the girl said to him in a kind voice similar to how a close friend would say it

"Also, I don't know your names. If you like to know mine, it's Evan landeros. A pleasure to meet you"

The girl that just spoke, would speak again. This time putting her hand over her own heart, she spoke with a soft but yet depending voice. She was a full demi-human dog, she stood around Evan own height but only a little smaller. Her fur was a mix of browns and black, her eyes were brown with a deep color to them. She wore a regular Fang of Iron cloak, while under that she wore leather shoulder pads, the one on the left wore their symbol like their captain only in reverse, her undershirt being a regular white shirt to match the Fang of irons standard cloak.

She wore somewhat loose pants with her feet being wrapped around in bandages, she wasn't hurt at all, but with her kind of foot, it would be kind of weird to wear shoes. He noticed her waist was a long sword, looked like regular steel. The handle was leather while the sword blade itself had something written on it, he couldn't read yet...but it looked cool.

Mawu: "My name is Mawu, I'm the leader of our little team. Don't take me for granted, ya milksop, I'm from the tenth city"

Hearing the word "Milksop", that just made him giggle like a kid. Something about that word, god that was funny to him But after some laughing, he would calm down and correct himself, he doesn't want to be rude or anything

"Don't worry, I promise I won't do such a thing"?: "Is it my turn to introduce myself!"

From the right next to Mawu, was somewhat of a smaller demi-human. Unlike Mawu, this one wasn't fully demi-human. The little one had orange hair with black spots, his ears also at this kind of colorization as well. Evan would see the boy's tail, it was a cat?. The cattail behind the boy was wagging as he seemed exited

Inari: "My full name is Inari Ōkami, make sure to remember the name, mister. For it will be one of greatest. I come from Vollachia"Inari had somewhat a prideful personality, sure it was very cute to see such a small guy tell him that he was going to be great one day. But he didn't know how old was he...so he couldn't say if he was a young kid...but his tone of voice was similar to a 15-year-old, plus he was like….around his waist height. Inari wasn't wearing his Fang of Iron cloak at this time, he wore light iron armor. The armor itself was similar to chainmail with leather armor underneath.

But the most striking feature was that his arms were covered with a leather sleeve with fingerless gloves. Looked cool. Evan also noticed on his back that tilted downwards a little was a short sword. It looked about the size of a long dagger, the blade was as large as his hands with a sharp tip. Could do a lot of damage to a body

Jörmun: "If I may introduce myself now, It is good to meet you, Evan. My name is Jörmun, Gusteko. It's a pleasure to meet you"

The one sitting alone, Evan would gaze upon this man of power. His voice was deep, yet spoke in a gentleman-like fashion. This man was large, maybe a few feet tall them him. He looked like a giant, his face was rough. His hair was a dirty blond, with some of it in a bun. His cloak's sleeves were ripped off a little from the battle. Jörmun could maybe be a giant just for his size.

His armor was basic iron, it had scratches of some sort of beast. Evan noticed this man didn't have a weapon on his body, he did notice that he wear gloves with half metal spheres on the knuckles. Just from this, Evan wondered how hard this man could punch. If he had magic maybe he could punch a man through a wall.

Almon: "Alright, so. Evan, my name is Almon. You seem smart so I am pretty sure you can figure out what I'm all about"

"Let me guess, unlike Inari. You see yourself as the greatest fighter of the group, sure this is half true. But you have an ego about yourself, don't you? "

The whole party would stay silent, Evans words would sort of surprise them a little. First is was Inari, Inari would laugh first. Holding his stomach, Inari would learn on muwa from his laugher. Muwa on the other hand was coving her face as she giggled at the sword Evan spoke.

Jörmun on the other hand kepted his face calm, what Evan said very true. To an extent at least, he couldn't help but giggle a little as well. But then he would wonder what Almon would do.

Almon on the other hand, his face was a mix of anger and embarrassment. Standing up straight, Evan got a better look at him. Evan noticed on the side of his face was laced with scales, scales that shined like emeralds against the sun. raising his hands, he would pop his fingers slowly as to try to intimidate. His fingernails were longer than most people's, even the back of his hands were covered in scales.

Almon would smile with rage, his teeth would be on full show. They were similar to a crocodile, his tongue would slip from his teeth. His tongue would wiggle like a snake trying to warn him.

Evan on the other hand started to get flashbacks about his first death in the world.

He still remembers the snake that killed him that night, the one that jammed its teeth into his neck. The noise that he heard as it would ratter its tale. From this, he sort of had a fight or flight response. So he would stand up as well, he stood up proud a little.

Both of them would walk towards each other, both with emotions wanting to burst out of their bodies to be given physical form. They looked each other down, both were at kind of equal height

They just stood against each other for a few seconds. Then, both would see something inside of each other. They didn't know what it was, but what they saw in each other was a rivalry. It was like they were both lighters in-room damp with oil. Both of them dropped the lighters to form a mighty fire that engulfed them both.

It was one of those moments, you forget everything around you. As they looked at each other, then they both would raise their hands. Then they would lock arms with each other. Then they spoke

Almon: "I like your style, but fuck you, man. I'll show you why I am better than you"

"You as well, Sure I have never raised a sword against anyone. But maybe you should show me your skill in combat"

Almon: "I am not much of a sword fighter. More of a magic-user"

Well, thank god I can use magic as well. So many we can both train with each other"

Almon: "Alright then, maybe we could have a little dual against men right?"

"That sounds good. What are the rules? I don't want you to play dirty"

Almon: "Three rounds, both of us go all out, and until one of us goes on the floor that's a victory. Magic only, you got it, Evan"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah I get it. This sounds like fun, so where should we start this? Maybe like outside of the camp"

Almon: "That sounds like a plan, let me go get my stuff. I want to make sure I am at max capacity"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Go get your tools, I'll just start to think of ways to beat you"

A short Chapter, Yes. But the next chapter will actually be one of my battle scenes.

And I really want to do my best, so it would maybe take like a day or something if I don't have anything to do.
Also question: Am I doing Good?