An old friend

Our path was blocked by unknown muscular men who didn't look friendly at all one look at them and you will wish to dig your own grave before they dig it for you.

Roland asked us to stay calm, "don't get down I will talk to them," he hissed getting down from his horse.

He ties the string to a nearby tree branch. We couldn't hear what they were talking about but it seems they reached an agreement, they're letting us go and that is such a relief.

"Come on now," Roland said jumping back on his horse as we rode past them, the guy in the middle couldn't stop making an eye at me as Baby's eyes were burning in flames of anger.

Moving past them we arrived at our destination where Roland prepared for us to be staying, it was an old abandoned house but it was manageable,

"Alright we are here guys, Pana you and Hanson can stay behind and you know to do the necessary, you two come with me," Roland said tilting his head,