Too much. The new gift offered by the Hunters at the end of May was the straw that broke the camel's back. Day's nerves were already strained by the approach of the fateful moment for his eldest son. The letter had just finished driving the wedge between him and the Hunters. Now, he had the confirmation that they were watching them, and his advance move with the use of ignorance gradually wore off.
"If you want to take it out on someone," Moain began before the rest of his sentence was stopped with a wave of his hand.
"I want to find them. I've had enough of those Hunters!" the blond half-whimpered, nerves loosening one after the other.
"Calm down first."
"I will calm down when they are out of harm's way! I'm more than tired of all this and their madness! Who sends this kind of thing, who!"
"And who do they get all of this from."
