"Right." Nero ran a hand through his hair.
Then he asked, "When do we leave?"
"Tomorrow morning. You'll meet your teammates at the western gate at dawn. The hunting ground is about half a day's ride from the city—a stretch of woodland that borders Malady's Garden but isn't quite as dangerous. Still crawling with Abominations, but manageable for a properly trained team."
Nero had absolute confidence in himself to handle Abominations of such rank. However, he was not so sure about this... "team" of his.
Granted, he didn't believe they would be incompetent. After all, most Templars did come from the noble families. He couldn't help but think they were probably much better equipped to fight the Abominations that he was.
"Is there anything else I should know?"
