Chapter 21: The temple
He laid there a while before Veyla returned from the oasis, though she didn't seem to be carrying any source of water.
"Thought you went to fetch water?" he muttered, pain still evident in his voice.
"Well, I realized I had no way to carry it here, so," she responded.
"I thought you had an idea when you said that! So you just realized that after reaching the oasis?!" He sighed, clutching his side.
She simply smiled at his mumbling. "You sure behave smarter when you're in pain."
He turned to her but couldn't react because of his situation. "Yeah, right," he said simply.
He tried standing, but it wasn't easy for him—but eventually, he had to.
"Come on, here's not a good place to rest. We have to find a shelter as soon as possible, so you can rest up," Veyla said, walking up to him and giving him help.
She picked up his dagger and handed it to him, then picked up her sword next and sheathed it.
"First we stop at the oasis, so I can have some water to drink. I'm really thirsty after all that fighting," he muttered, clinging to her.
"Sure," she muttered as they both dragged their way toward the oasis.