Liam exhaled slowly, relaxing his grip on his magic. He had been prepared to fight, but luckily, they had left on their own.
Asger, however, was far less amused. He stretched his claws against the stone floor, clearly irritated.
"Pathetic. That was all it took for them to run away?"
Liam smirked.
"Not everyone is as fearless as you."
Asger flicked his tail.
"It's not about fear. It's about strength. These humans are too weak. They should've at least tried to break through."
Liam rolled his eyes.
"Calm down, Asger. We don't need any unnecessary trouble right now."
But Asger was clearly still frustrated.
"I need to stretch my limbs. I'm going outside. I'm transforming."
He grumbled.
Liam shot him a look.
"Seriously? Right now?"
"I've been stuck in my small form for too long. It's uncomfortable. Besides, I want to remind these weaklings what real power looks like."
Liam sighed, but he didn't argue.
"Fine. Just don't destroy anything important."
