"Our best choice is to go to the local taverna and get some info there, for what are this things, how much they cost(if they cost anything at all) and most importantly, if it is legal to hunt them? Plus we can get food in our bellies and some rest."-Bishop said while heading for the nearest tavern, a sign hanging above the door that read:"The Dragons Kneecap"
It was already dark outside and Bishop was tired, hungry and injured from the cut earlier, guessing that Cronus was tired and hungry too. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't checked his wound yet. Lifting his sleeve when Cronus wasn't paying attention, he noticed stains of dry blood trailing from his elbow to his wrist and also in his clothes but there was no wound, it was like it never happened. Although he could feel a void in his elbow part, like something was missing but he couldn't really point a finger at. He then proceeded in entering the tavern.

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