Artholath wondered if he should intervene. Perhaps the best way to get what he was looking for... was to gain their trust first. Chances were none of them would have even seen a full-blood demon before, let alone him in particular. Besides, if things went foul, he could take care of himself. If he could escape the greatest hunters of the young days, this group wouldn't be too serious a threat even to his human form.

He made his decision, his eye catching on a strange beehive hybrid that was attacking the trio. What better way to gain their trust than to fight alongside them, posing as a wandering mage?

He gathered his energies and expelled a large blue ball towards the biggest cluster of attacking bugs. Solid impact would result in it exploding and likely killing many of the bugs on the spot, let alone freezing many others in place and slowing down another dozen. Right after he fired, he drew his sickle.

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The stable boy almost wet himself at the thought of a massacre. "Y-yes! Of course! Take this one, he's the fastest!" pointing at one of the king's horses.