Fairspell Meadow A main character arrives when he intends to!

The woman rolled her eyes in clear annoyance but said nothing and moved away―the most desirable reaction he could've hoped for. Good! She should know not to trifle with his kind. However, she was heading right for the herd and even stopped to look behind her, silently asking if he were coming. Did she not listen to the priceless words he'd bestowed upon her? How dare she make him waste his breath!

He should've turned her to ash.

Trotting to catch up to her, Gundham hissed, Do you intend to get yourself killed, fool?! He kept his voice low so as not to disturb the elk. It wasn't that he cared if she got herself killed, but he loathed to see one die in such an idiotic way. Besides―he had been peacefully studying the demon beasts this woman was about to disturb. Perhaps spelling out his reasoning would make the lowly creature understand. It takes several wolves to even have a chance at taking one of those demon beasts down. To attempt it with any less is suicide!

If she weren't so irksome, he'd have considered lending his power and expertise to help her take down a calf. Unfortunately for her, this was not the case, so he extended no such offer.