Elior watched the water flowing in the narrow river and the leaves blowing along with the wind from the high branch of a tall tree. There were only a couple more hours of the night remains, and the few finally had time to take breathers.
They sat surrounding a bonfire, leaning against one another. Only he and Leroy were not present in the group. The gentleman was doing his part as the watcher and he was also watching as well, though he was watching the river, current and wind more. He was not fatigued like them, though he felt a little tired.
Well, it was his daily routine, as his current body still had not blended in with his training—most of the days he felt like that. But after a few hours of sleep all went away, but today he did not have the luxury to sleep though he had taken a rest.
