Myra narrowed her eyes, closely observing Karamir.
There was a malevolent aura emanating from him, something she hadn’t sensed before. It was eerily similar to the dark energy emitted by beasts.

Myra kept her head still while only her eyes darted around, taking in the scattered corpses of the beasts.
Perhaps he had acquired some spoils of war?

She had no intention of making a fuss over it. After all, selling off secondary materials was the primary income for adventurers.

But...

“I’ll need to check it.”

If the level of dark energy was this potent, it required investigation.