The sun fell behind the mountains and Arad stood outside beside a carriage, looking into the city as the girls approached him with Ann tagging along. The carriage beside him was made of wood and armored with several steel plates that he asked the local blacksmith to make.
Strangely enough, it didn't have any horses or monsters to draw it. It even lacked the attachment arms for that. Arad looked at his hand, he could feel a tingle on his fingertips, a faint cold at the bottom of his back, and a slight fog clouding his mind.
"It's already starting…" He mumbled and looked at them, "Hurry! We can't waste time." He called to them and they started walking faster. As Mesharra threw her large bag in the back she looked at Arad, "Are you sure about this? Is it even safe?"
