Sunday, December 3rd, 7 Years Before The Sacrifice
"How much longer now?" Asher says
"We're almost there, we have about half a days travel at most," James says
"How are you so sure?" Asher says
"I'm just trusting I'm the map I have. It's worked for me thus far" James says
"If you say so," Asher says
"We should probably stop soon, it's getting a bit late," James says
"We can't rest now we're almost there," Asher says
"Come on man we're all tired from the nonstop riding," Jams says
"The faster we get there the faster we get to sleep," Asher says
"Fine whatever," James says
They ride on throughout the night until they hear the sound of another wagon.
"Ah shit," Asher says
"Come on maybe there just doing what we're doing," James says
An arrow hit's James in the leg.
"Fuck!" James says
"I guess fucking not!" James says
James speeds up the wagon trying to get away from the attackers.
"Shit I really should have brought my bow with me," Asher says
After saying that the great sword on Asher's back turns into a bow with arrows.
"Oh hell yeah!" Asher says
(That is so unfair, how the hell did he get that and I got nothing) James thinks
Asher starts firing off shots with his new bow.
"Go to hell!" Asher says
(It's pretty dark out at the moment I think maybe I can use my magic) James thinks
James looks over at the wagon chasing them. James focuses on one of the wheels of their wagon.
"Lightning bolt," James says in a hushed tone
The lightning travels to the wheel breaking it and causing the attacker's wagon to steer off the road.
"The fuckers got my leg," James says
James hands over the reins to Asher.
James pulls out the arrow from his leg.
"Damn that hurts," James says
James puts his hand on the wound.
"Heal," James says
A green light appears over the wound and it closes completely.
"And that's why we didn't stop," Asher says