Lexel was walking in the midst of the crowd. His face was rather more sour than usual, his foot slamming on the cobblestones as if he did it on purpose.
Walking up behind him was Linn. "Are you alright?"
"No," Lexel answered. "You know damn well Baltire didn't conquer the Dark Raid, nor did he fail to protect him. The guy ditched on them, used them for his own survival."
"Huh?" The crowd's movement paused. Their eyes looked at Lexel with mutual interest.
Cresty immediately looked around and immediately ducked Lexel's head down, "Shh! Not so loud!"
They slowly escaped their weird looks before running away from the crowd.
The trio found themselves in front of a tavern.
Lexel didn't share the panic that was coursing through Cresty's body and escaping through the latter's pores. He sighed and crossed his arms.
