Maka

The Next Morning.

"Much of a day yesterday."

One of the thirty men of the Got warriors shot suddenly. Kie and his counterparts had their hands tied. Each man with a guard beside him.

Last night, they'd passed the night in a tent set by the warriors of Got several metres away from the cave. The gloomy sky had caught up with them before the they could even smell the earth of Got. And they had decided to resume the journey come morning.

"I bet the king would be so glad to have the heads of these bastards on platters. Especially that shit faced."

The guard speaking now had tossed his head in the direction of Hannibal who had his gaze to the front. There was a brief silence for a while.

The day was still fragile as the sky was clear. The sun seemed to have several hours to bargain with the rain, about which would be holding a deal.

While Kie and his men travelled on foot, the leader of the Got warriors travelled on his horse. Few warriors

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