Faraka had a feeling that the river was how they had taken their target out of the Firebird Maximum Prison because even before they attacked, they were well aware of their target's presence in the prison.
One of the faraka's men walked behind him and also looked at the river.
He knew what was going through their leader's mind.
"Should we pursue, brother Faraka?" the man asked eagerly
This made Faraka frown.
He knew that they couldn't catch up to them now, forgetting the fact that they would have already gone far away and that they themselves didn't have a boat that could take this many people.
Plus, they didn't know where they were headed; what if, on reaching their destination, they were met with an army twice their size?
"Get me the death soldiers," Faraka suddenly said.
The man nodded on hearing this.
And in the next moment, five men lined up before Faraka.
