After several minutes of near concussion-inducing travel, Lyrian reached the place where Ounis had told him to go.
The fat young man had passed out a few minutes ago already, so Lyrian arrived at his last given directions and stopped.
Lyrian stood in front of the Rocks Adventurer's Tavern with a puzzled expression on his face.
'Seriously? It was here all along?' He said to himself with a slightly ticked-off inner voice.
He let go of Ounis' leg before taking his hood off and revealing himself.
At that moment, there had formed a crowd of people around him.
Why? Well, seeing a high-ranking noble be dragged through the streets by an invisible force wasn't normal to see daily.
It intrigued people so much that they just had to come and look at what was going on.
Lyrian walked over to Ounis' side, ignoring the people, and slapped him a few times on the cheek.
Ounis abruptly woke up, looking around with a flustered expression.
