Eric looked at the squirming male as he told him to stay quiet. He watched him nod until he eventually loosened his grip and let go of him. He looked up at their surroundings until he felt a punch taken to his face. "Ugh!", he groaned as the assault hit him. "Hey! What the hell's going on? Who are you? Why does the queen want you dead?", he asked the male as he looked at the pale man who appears to have taken one of his knives as he was rubbing his cheek that was in pain from the strike of the fae. "What makes you so damn valuable?"