Chapter 4: Dark Horn
Not only did astral creatures inhabit the Astral Dimension. Everyone knew that, and Kain was no exception, but only now he had the opportunity to meet an astral inhabitant.
The old man set aside the jug and held out his hand to Kain, a kind smile on his face.
"Go ahead, I'll help you."
'So this is a resident of this world? Is he from the same faction as me? Are we in this together, or should I kill him?' Kain pondered.
'Kill...? Where do I get these thoughts from? Why do I even think about something like that so easily?'
'To hell with it! It doesn't matter right now!'
Tap.
Gripping the old man's forearms tightly, Kain climbed out of the lake.
"Good," the old man patted him on the shoulder. "You were attacked by a Crimson Hound. I heard it happened to one group. It looks like you were lucky to survive. Thank the Curved Horn that it was all over!"
'Curved Horn? What's he talking about?'
The old man frowned, lowering his hand to Kain's chest. "Wait... Let me check something."