“Mr Ser, kweh, what are we looking for?” The large bird asked as she followed close behind her feline rider who had his lance out and ears laid back as he looked around. Her long nailed claws clicked on the tiled floor, dirty and worn from the years of neglect given to them.
They had just stepped into the dungeon, the outside world a thick forest full of many noises that Yakitori didn’t recognize but as Serv...