James watched as the ancestor floated to the ground, when he landed, the first thing he did was to turn to the cloaked saint as he observed his scared expression with disdain.

"A soldier, a true soldier, I extend my sincere apologies for the disturbance" The Cloaked Saint said respectfully with a bow.

"What urgent matter would require you to request my help, I have other matters to attend to" The Ancestor said with a look of annoyance, he was currently undergoing a mission when he received the distress call so he had to interrupt his mission and move over.

"Well, the thing is…"

"Oh hello ratface, so you're going to ignore us, what a douche" James said with a grunt.

"You impudent ant, a mere saint dares to speak to me like that" The ancestor said with anger, he was a breed between the silver-furred race and a human so he was always mocked because of his appearance but after gaining a certain amount of influence and strength, his appearance was gradually disregarded as the ones who previ