[Daring Scylla]

"A warring setting...?" Clancy murmured to himself. This may be an opportunity to study primitive medicine...but he didn't like the sound of Lina's words. He was no arbitrator or peace-maker, and by his own nature he was pacifist. Except...

He stood too. "So you and your sisters caused a mess here? How exactly did you do that?" He sniffed the air - it was strong. He wasn't sure if he was looking forward to meeting these people. The last time he'd met persons who thought modern technology was magic, they'd thought he was a god-vessel because of his wings - and they'd wanted to eat him, to absorb his power into themselves. He shivered, and wiped some sweat from his forehead. It was also very hot, here.