Chapter 72 - 71. A Fiery Priest (1)
The dry wind and the dust made me wonder if we were still in Winter season as the carriage moved further and further to the west away from the Northern Territory. It had been almost a month since we left Frosthail behind.
Jumping the Gate was a piece of cake since I had wings, I just had to carry Lyall with me. His reaction was pretty funny when he was flying so high up the humongous walls. His eyes were so wide and the way he looked down at the landscape that was way below us was almost like a kid.
He had no idea that I had wings, I didn’t show him but he was impressed.
I had been sleeping for a while but the sudden jerks and lurches of the dirt path irked me. The other four people who were the fellow travelers started shouting and panicking making me groan. The carriage lurched to a halt and I groaned a little as I cracked open a single eye to look at Lyall.
"What’s wrong?" I grumbled.
"A little hitch, please go back to sleep, Master. I’ll resolve it." Lyall spoke.
I closed my eyes again and relaxed inhaling the scent of dogs and blood. It was the same as how it had been for days, Lyall had been taking care of these little hurdles on his own throughout the way. And everytime he did so, he shocked the people anew, just like the ones in this carriage which we changed around three days ago.
"Wha-What is he doing?"
"Oi, come back!"
"You can’t defeat all of them alone-"
"I’ll go along."