As per his paranoid nature, Deriun never let Xero out of his sight. He never even let him get behind him, choosing instead to walk beside him. Names never being exchanged in return to the individual, He figured he could at least show him that much respect. "Your names Xero right?", a slight hesitation almost merits an answer before the Devaronian conitnues, "Deriun's my name.", with that said he took another few steps away and continued on the journey silently. Still cautious of the new comer, Deriun was more worried still of the witches. His eyes scan the trees in anticipation.
Minister of Propaganda - The Endbringers
Formerly Deft Aklin - Regent of Dark Sovereignty/The Endbringers of Starsider
“The art of war teaches us to rely not on the likelihood of the enemy’s not coming, but on our own readiness to receive him;
Not on the chance of his not attacking, but rather on the fact that we have made our position unassailable.” –The Art of War, Sun Tzu