Kanda had done his homework and figured the only threat Metalia could possibly have was that huge brute that the priestess had decided to hire. He adjusted his sword at his hip glancing at John in silent judgment.

He had to make sure the guy wouldn't fall for any of the traps Metalia had set in store for him. The original plan had been to separate and conquer, once he was out of the game, taking the priestess would be simple but Kanda had been gaining a change of heart. He needed John and that mage of his to stay alive as long as they could. He started leading the way in his brooding silence.

How had he gotten himself in this mess.