Beastkin Nation.
Eastern Border.
The two pekko-drawn carriages arrived a few minutes later, stopping abruptly near the fruit cart the guards had prepared. The sudden halt sent Gorak and his party, as well as Jaigar and his party, crashing forward into the carriage walls, their bodies slamming against the seats and the front panels.
Groans and curses echoed from within. One of Jaigar's girls stumbled out, clutching her stomach before leaning over and vomiting onto the ground. Another staggered out, holding her head, her face pale. Gorak's girls stumbled out after her, looking dazed and disoriented
Gorak stumbled out of the carriage, his face pale and his legs unsteady. "What… what was that?! Are you trying to kill us?!"
Javier, sitting casually on Buddy, did his best to hide his smirk, tilting his head with an exaggerated innocent expression.
"Huh? What's wrong? I thought the mighty archer said he could handle anything? Guess the ride was a little too rough for you, huh?"
