Horizon of Darkness

"I'll catch up with you soon..." the former adventurer snapped dismissively at the last comments, spitting on the ground. "My ass is with me; you can fend for yourselves."

"There's no need to be rude, or we might get offended," Zeikin cracked his neck. "Let's go over this calmly, without rushing. Who ran away? Was it him who broke the bridge?"

The man wasn't particularly scared by the mercenaries' words, but he changed his tone when he realized they weren't who he thought they were.
"Oh, so you're not Lord's idlers?" he looked at their patches. "Something familiar. And a cyclops ran away. A big cyclops. He came down from the mountains, broke the bridge, and ran away. A fat bastard. So, who are you?"

Added 3 minutes later

"We've come to help the people of these areas and to lift their spirits. I'm a first-class singer, if you need one, and my friend Radiél is a musician like no other."

"Ah, hmm, I didn't think the Claws had creative groups," the girl seemed a little disappointed; apparently, she was expecting some other kind of help.