She was here again.
Xaloc's eyes narrowed as he glanced at the tall woman with blue hair who was whispering at a corner with Jamal.
Did he have to be so close? Doesn't he know that he should maintain a good distance between men and women?
Pang! Pang!
The force of the arrow punctured the target circle in the garden and Jamal looked over at him.
"Gentler." He cautioned Xaloc.
"Whether I am gentle or not, the target is dead, isn't that all that counts?" Xaloc whispered under his breath! He knew that Jamal could hear him clearly while the student council president, honestly he did not care if she could hear him or not.
Jamal gave him a deep look before he turned to Christina, "Alright! We will head to Birka in three days."
Ab smile bloomed on Christina's face, "Of course, my Lord. May Odin grant us his favour!"
"And may his face be blessed."
