The Dilemma of Finding the Escaping Caravan

Bloom moved like an arrow, clearing everything in his path while many players were trying to run after him. He could have easily shaken them by using his swords, but he didn't.

He knew their aim quite well. "These flies… I was played, outsmarted by that young man. Or was it Dockrey's fingerprints here?" he muttered to himself while leaning over his horse to make it run faster.

"It must be Dockrey," he reached this conclusion, as this smart move seemed odd over such an impulsive kid like Panty. "I should be extra careful then, Dockrey isn't the push over I thought him to be."

He was fascinated by how he was outplayed here. "My desire, that's what blew everything in front of my face," he mumbled while his mind couldn't find any other weakness to his assault.