"Dale, we have a problem," said Kenneth while standing at the window and noticing that they were surrounded by people outside.
"They found us faster than I thought," said a worried Dale.
"We know you have our merchandise in there, send him out or else everyone in there will die," said one of the men.
"Dale," said a concerned Latina.
"It's alright, Latina, just go up the stairs and wait for me," said Dale before heading outside.
"Someone's coming out," said a guy as the door opened.
"What do all of you want here?" asked Dale while standing in front of the door which he had shut behind him.
"Don't play dumb, we all know that a runaway slave is in there and we want him back," said the man in charge who stood at least at eight feet tall and had a gut so big an orc may be jealous.
"Hand him over and we'll leave you and the others alone," he said.
"Hang on, I know this guy," said one of the other men as he looked closer at Dale.
"That's the adventure Dale Reki, he's also one of Lord Gregor's people!" said the man who became a little panicked at the sight of Dale.
"If you know who I am then you'll also know what will happen to you if you get any closer," said Dale as he drew his sword.
"This whole place is under my protection, including the people inside," he said.
"So, what if he's one of Gregor's men, we still outnumber him!" said a man as he and two others charged at Dale. However, Dale managed to dodge their blades before using his to cut one leg off of each man.
"You bastard!" said the leader as they all readied to fight but were stopped by a sudden downdraft of air.
"L… Lord Gregor!" said some of the men as they noticed the source of the wind to be a wyvern with the mentioned man on its back.
"What kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time, Dale?" asked Lord Gregor while glaring at him at the same time he landed between the two groups.
"I wouldn't have done this if it weren't something important," said Dale who put his sword away.
