[ Ah, a soldier. That actually explains a bit, Trevor thinks, and it confirms that Ephemera is not someone to trifle with. He's not just jumpy, he's likely highly skilled. Kind of a dangerous combination, actually. Not everyone will take having a blade in their face as calmly as Trevor does.

What sort of monsters? He grins. ]

All sorts. Vampires, demons, all the forces of darkness that cross my path. Back home I was battling the night horde, forces forged from death by dark magics to massacre humanity. Abominations, but unlike the creatures I've seen here.