Chapter 198: The Redania Empire (6) Dangers
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Lyan demanded, his hand poised over his sword hilt.
The figure smirked. "I could ask you the same thing. What business do you have in the Redania Empire?"
Lyan studied the man before him, his eyes scanning every detail of his appearance. The man’s cloak was tattered and worn, his boots scuffed and muddy. His hair was unkempt, and there was a wild, feral look in his eyes that made Lyan’s skin crawl.
He noted the way the man’s hands were balled into fists, ready to strike at a moment’s notice. He could tell that this was a man who had lived a hard life, one filled with violence and danger.
But there was something else there, something that Lyan couldn’t quite put his finger on. He narrowed his eyes, focusing his attention on the man’s eyes.
"I asked you a question," Lyan repeated, his tone firm.
The man chuckled, a dry, humorless sound. "And I chose not to answer. What are you going to do about it?"
Lyan didn’t flinch, his gaze steady on the man’s eyes. He could see a glint of something there, a spark of defiance and pride.
"You’re a fighter," Lyan said, his voice quiet but steady. "You’ve been in battles before, and you’ve come out on top. You’re not afraid of a fight, but you don’t seek it out either. You have a sense of honor, but it’s tempered by pragmatism. You’ll do what you have to do to survive."
The man raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "And how did you arrive at that conclusion?"
Lyan smiled slightly, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. "Observation, deduction, and intuition. It’s a gift I have."