Valerian came out of the woods when the sun was rising on the horizon. He was dressed in animal skin garbs, with his old clothes were held in his hands in neat folds. He squinted his eyes to look at the center of the city and found the flag of the princess still erected on the highest dome of the city palace.
That decided the boy started running forward. His speed was not something that the normal humans of his age could achieve, not even most of the warriors would be able to catch up with him. At this time, only a few of the people in the city were out and awake.
Valerian did not want to give them a scare so he moved around the streets a lot, after all, he had not cleaned himself up in the past two months, he smelled like a mix of sweat, blood, mud, and forest.
