"Well, well, what a sight,"
When Katlan left her place in the moment of desolation, a certain blue-eyed army general was witnessing their moment of separation from afar.
Although he came to ambush them but after witnessing their heartbreak, holding his sides, he sighed with a frown.
"Your orders, Sir?" Harry asked, glancing at his Sir from time to time who was only staring.
'Humans sure are complicated. What is the point of taking so much time and silence? Either say yes or no. What's so difficult about it?'
He thought, tilting his chin in confusion, watching Katlan leave sorrowfully as hiding his presence perfectly, Isadorian watched.
"Sir? He is leaving. Who shall we capture?"
"Shut up, Mister Harry, I am deep into thinking,"
'And that stupid man. Should have forced an answer. What is wrong with these people, even that stupid Xerxes too,'
