"Thank you, Sir Finoc, without you, we would have been doomed tonight."
"I didn't come for you."
The old knight had no fondness for these psychics from Circle Tower, his tone cold as he said:
"I did it out of convenience, I will take you to the border of Transylvania, the rest of the journey will be on your own."
"Wait, Mr. Finoc."
The psychic pleaded:
"The goods we escorted are still in the forest... please help us retrieve them... I promise! As long as I can return to General Loren, I will speak in favor of the White Oak Battle Group."
"Your task has already failed!"
The old knight seemed unconcerned, dismissing it by saying:
"You've caused too much trouble on the vampires' territory, it's a stroke of luck to even be alive. If I were you, I wouldn't bother about those guaranteed lost goods. Instead, I would think about this, how did the vampires find out about your supposedly secret escort mission?
They even knew your exact arrival time and route!
