Alkron returned his wooden sword to his side, then took notice of Ryu. He spoke with contempt when the danger had passed. “Is that an order from Xion, or something personal? If it’s something you want, leave Xion’s side, only then will I be waiting for you.”
Alkron turned his back on Ryu, the answer didn’t matter one way or another this fight will have to be put on hold. Alkron dashed through the town, found the northern gate which he was standing guard at only moments earlier and left through it, the scent of his client still strong on the wind. Just before he took his first step through it, he paused and looked back with melancholy in his eyes.