Pan was by himself, for once.
He really needed to get his skills and points in order. His dungeon core side went ignored, most days.
And why not? He was a Forest Demon. His mana was better spent learning how to use that power.
Not that he had made much progress with it, either.
They were at war, and the only thing which Pan could provide his family, for he considered the guild as family as well, was a safe haven.
Which might end up being their grave if he let his control on the dungeon lines slip.
Belladonna was whispering to him when it was quiet. Trying to make him give up Lexus. To give up a friend who had suffered much.
Pan knew what happened to nymphs when they were taken by fairies. For all that the fairies were mostly zombies these days, they had been witches and wizards, once.
Dark creatures.
Creatures who had tried to take over the world.
