At The Border (2)

Ten minutes later...

"Speaking of petty... He made these two ran off to the borders? Just to make my life a bit harder?

Sofony's face which was still that of the short-haired athletic-looking young woman contorted for a second, reminiscing back to that dude wearing the guise of a middle-aged man.

Her eyes then went to the two miserable looking people sprawled messily on the dirty moist ground, cushioning themselves onto the dry leaves, grasses, stones, and twigs. One had his two feet and hands and even tongue cut off. The other was less miserable since his hands were still attached to his body. For some reason, instead of finding a secluded mountain or forest to settle themselves in just as Chris commanded, they appeared at the borders, specifically in the hundred meters mini-forest which lied before the endless ocean of sands.