"Are you not going to see what is going to happen to those creatures?" the sorcerer asked.
Ena's expression hardened as she met his gaze. "Is there a need for me to witness the devastation that they will create?" she retorted.
In her mind, the creatures were mere pawns in a larger game, tools to be used and discarded in pursuit of her ultimate goals.
The man's silence conveyed his understanding.
"Very well... shall we leave now?" he asked.
…..
A few tens of kilometers away from them.
"For the umpteenth time, I think we are lost," the woman complained, her frustration evident in her voice. She glanced at the man, who appeared surprisingly calm as he rotated the cooking meat over the fire. "Don't you agree?"
Lachlan sighed. "Yes, I believe we are lost too," he admitted.
"So what do we do now?"
"I'm not entirely sure," Lachlan responded. "You've been adamant about avoiding towns, so we haven't been able to ask for directions."
