In good time, after a steady persistence that was worthy of commendation, Xzavier and the others finally caught up with Kadin. As they approached the scene where the hunters had been asked to wait for Kadin, Xzavier saw the dignified form of the old man up ahead. From that distance, Kadin's robes flapped in the wind of the early morning breeze like a cape.
Xzavier didn't understand why Kadin remained frozen in one spot, why wasn't he moving around to check on the hunters? Was the old man disappointed that they had fled already? These questions raged through Xzavier's mind. So, with the old man in full view, Xzavier sped up ahead to meet him. He hailed him from afar;
"Old man! Are they gone alre-"
