Several miles away from Iraq. Aziabajan.
"Find a settlement and rest for a while."
The professor said. His heart was heavy but he was trying as much as possible to work it to his own pace. He wanted to crumble under the weight of it all but he was the one who had made the call. He had brought all upon himself and must be able to stand tall. He must be able to do the needful and be there for all the people.
It's been a while since they were past Persia, Iraq. They had been walking all deserts till they had gotten to the plains, then rocky parts of the Aziabajan.
The duel they had had with the ruler of the Persian had cost him almost a quarter of his people. He knew that a problem might occur but he had let it slipped off his hand.
But he was glad that many of them still stuck by him. And another good news was the fact that, throughout their expenditure up till that moment, they didn't have the cause to face the T2s.
