The newcomer to the tavern looked quite young, maybe a little too young to even drink alcohol though it was no doubt that they were about the same age as Lucisan judging from their style of clothing and voice. When their drink and dish was served, they started sipping the chardonnay.
“So, what brings you here your royal highness?”
Fornax heard the metal clank behind him and started thinking of something. The target in front of him will be hard to hit directly, there has to be a way to slow him down. Then it hit him.
“In that case can you distract him for me?” He asked quietly as the winds blow, scattering the essence of flame around the Furnace.
“Well, I mean, I haven’t been practicing much myself so my speed’s a little slower than it should be” Draco scratched his neck nervously.
“Hehe, since we’re already here, anywhere you wanna go explore or anything you wanna ask me perhaps?”
“Horo? Oh he’s on that side of the hall” the figurine pointed to the left side of the floor.
“That’s… Basilisk right?” They asked as they started examining the figure closely.