'So this is what one takes in return for enraging those gangs,' Jim muttered while walking outside the normal road as he found some markings left by his team.
'Vengeful souls aren't scary,' the old man said, 'they just excel at illusions and playing on the personal desires of their opponents.'
'That's… quite scary old man,' Jim had to admit before adding, 'that means I'm also subjected to their magic, right?'
'If you are going after them and already know about their presence and tricks then you have nothing to fear,' the old man said before adding, 'and don't falter, I'm here with you.'
'You tend to sleep at weird moments,' Jim complained while he turned around as he noticed some teams moving away in the distance. 'Are they avoiding me?' he thought.
'Might be higher grade gangs than yours.'
'Perhaps.'
Jim followed the markings on the ground before finally seeing a distant wooden walled camp and some group was already heading towards it.
