"Kidnapping?"
The mercenary hurriedly donned his armor, ran out of the yard, and before he could mount his horse, he saw a fellow mercenary swiftly galloping out from an alley, nearly colliding with him.
"Fuck you! Which team are you from? Watch where you're going, you almost killed me!" the mercenary cursed in shock.
Lokhak ignored the incomprehensible shouting behind him and pushed his warhorse to move faster.
Lokhak was anxious about how Leon and Azeryan's plan was progressing.
He lifted his head and looked up at the sky.
A small, dark shadow crossed between the clouds.
There was no time to think further, Lokhak refocused and spurred his horse, racing past farmhouses and entering an alley leading to the south.
Finally, he saw Leon's figure at the end of the alley.
His friend was cornered by a tall Knight, with nowhere left to hide.
Lokhak violently pulled on the reins initiating a final sprint.
The horse's hooves thundered until they were close.
