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The man continued walking beside the others, holding his bow in the meanwhile while his other hand was free, should the need arise to swiftly nock an arrow.

He looked up at Mercenary with a pair of keen blue eyes, before smirking. Although the smirk was barely visible, one could see some movement of his cheeks.

"Johan." He replied, short and plain. He had a monotone voice that didn't sound merry or melancholic, but rather apathetic, as if he wasn't interested in conversation.