Ember made the urgency clear and with the promise of extra pay, the Coachman pushed his Carriage to the very limit of speed he could without charging through pedestrians and squashing them to death.
Evian sat close to a window and looked out of it but he could barely appreciate the scenery. The Carriage moved so fast, that it was all reduced to a passing blur.
While Evian observed, with one hand over his broken ribs, Daria haughtily eyed the duo of Ember and Carleine while they stared right back at her like they were itching to ask exactly how she and Evian knew each other.
Both Gryon and Gillert were slumped on seats still unconscious with Gryon looking the worst off.
Koln's potions had clotted his blood and stopped his bleeding but his wound remained open and his skin remained deathly pale. His breathing dragging and sluggish.
