After he set her down, Lavayla sat upright and began untying the fur wrap. Halfway through loosening the knot, the system chimed sharply in her mind.
'Host, host!'
She paused for a fraction of a second, then resumed her movements as if nothing had happened, replying internally. 'What is it?'
Nessa's voice shot up several octaves. 'Host! The beastman in front of you is the highest-leveled beastman we have encountered since you came to this beast world!'
Lavayla resisted the urge to frown, her fingers continuing to work at the knot. 'What do you mean by that?'
