This was the danger with looking too deeply into old tales. Sometimes you unearthed something...that couldn't be put back.
Which made this his responsibility. He'd awakened a centuries old man, powerful enough if tales were true, that he shouldn't be left on his own. What's more, in this new world he'd be lost, easy prey t whoever would choose to use him for their purposes. He couldn't leave the man here in good conscience.
"Stand." He lowered the sword that had been in his hand. "I'm not your lord, you're your own man here."
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