After leaving the ogres with the kid, Zion exhaled deeply, wondering if he was a little too harsh on them but knew that it was necessary to let them know, even if they felt a little bad about it.
As they walk the path that the boy told them to, in order to get to his home, he looked at Zion, with a fascinated look and a smile on his face.
The king saw and knew that he had already begun to admire Zion and he patted him on his head then the boy sighed as he remembered when someone else saved him once before.
"She was just as kind and warm to me," He mumbled and Zion glanced back at him with his eyes narrowed.
"She?" He asked and the boy nodded.
"Yeah, a warrior, I would have probably died if not for her, I will forever be grateful, even though, they say I may not see her again, she is not from around here," He responded and Zion smiled.
