"Ouch!" Connor stepped back from the Lady in shock and examined his wrist, seeing red slowly appear from the wounds dug by her nails, He then looked at her, malice in his own eyes, "I'll remember to just leave you for dead in the future then woman, your wish granted." He continued to just follow the group, it seems like this world was much like the real one. No matter how much one tried to do good, there would always be those who would misunderstand, and give you crap after you try to give them a hand. Connor cringed, the pain wasn't that sharp anymore in his wrist, but it stung, one thing was certain, he felt everything that would happen to him, and wither those around him believed it or not, this was not just another simple dream.