Chapter 224: Guest
Irwin groaned as he leaned against the building, ignoring the dangerous moaning of the ruined stone. Excited shouts came from far away, and he guessed the rangers had found another group of imps. Either that or the people Daubutim sent to investigate the Terullian glyphs had discovered something new again.
"You should take a rest," Greldo muttered from where he lay against Coal's side.
"You know I can't. There's no way to know if what I'm doing to the world to stabilize it will stop if I fall asleep," Irwin grunted, rubbing his eyes. He was annoyed that Greldo kept asking, though he knew his friend was just worried. Either that, or he hoped it would fail, and they would be forced to leave.
"... You've been awake for over a week," Greldo muttered. "You can't be planning to stay awake until we leave here?"
"Just until Ambraz wakes up again," Irwin said, stretching his arms as he looked around.
Dozens of rangers were standing around them, ready to rush to any area that needed help. A movement from the side made him look up, and he saw Jort walk towards him, looking worried.
"Here we go again," Greldo muttered as he struggled up.
"Jort?" Irwin asked.
"Smith Irwin, sorry for disturbing you again, but the rangers south of the volcano found another nearly insane Brutal Imp," Jort said while he handed a thick stack of cards to Irwin.
Irwin barely looked at them before stuffing them in his dirty, smelly, and ripped jacket.
"Alright, lead me there."
A long time later, with another rip in his jacket, he sat back down beside Greldo. His friend was scratching Coal.