Ryan let out a light, tired sigh, feeling a familiar and annoying weight on his broad back. Karol was still hanging from his neck, biting his ear with great insistence as if it were a toy.
He didn't make any sudden movements to push her away, resigned to the blue-haired girl's strange attitude.
"Yes, this girl is the party's main mage," Ryan stated, turning his face slightly to look at Ivis.
"I don't believe you two have met yet. She just returned to the villa from a long mission," he added with a calm voice, ignoring the slight pain in his ear.
Ivis frowned deeply, looking at the little girl hanging from her ally with great skepticism. The imposing dragon woman crossed her arms, as if the introduction were a bad joke.
"I can't believe you're playing around with me like this at such a serious time," Ivis complained with evident annoyance.
"Why would you have a defenseless little girl in an attack group?"
Ivis scanned the girl from top to bottom with her sharp magical senses.
