“Hey, you don’t gotta worry as long as me and my brother are here.”

A man warmly said as he approached you within the Mistrial train station, a prideful smile is on his face.

“The names Dee Barlow. Me and my brother are huntsmen graduates from Haven academy. You’re in good hands, I promise.”

He said with a reassuring tone, resting a club upon his shoulder while his stance remained open to you and not closed off.