"Master, I'm really sorry about that...," a voice rang in the surroundings.
"Vexar, I get it. While sleeping more than they are supposed to be. It's not a big deal cut it," Dhruv replied to the same thing for the fifth time as he looked at the demon beside him.
"Master, are you sure you are not mad at me?" Although he changed the structure of the sentence, he was saying the same thing once again.
"I can't guarantee it if you continue to ask the same thing," Dhruv stated as he began to get irritated by the same question over and over again.
"By your will, master." After saying these words, Vexar closed his mouth and began to follow Dhruv.
For the rest of the journey, all three of them were silent. They were quiet outwardly, but everyone was brewing something deep inside them.
