'This damned guy...' Ackhart cursed under his breath.
And given just how exhausted he was, wasting his break like that proved just how annoyed he was with his current mission.
'Sending one of the last few surviving elders of the outerpost for a fetch mission like that...' Ackhart thought, only to gnash his teeth together and pull his hands into fists.
Yet, no matter how furious he was, the elder still managed to keep his head cool.
"Well, I'm moving into the lands of the sect. I guess sending an elder like me was the most rational option," Ackhart muttered to himself, trying to find any reason at all to keep on following Arthur's wishes.
Sadly, though, Ackhart's reasons remained the same. The world simply refused to provide him with a convenient lie that could hide the real intentions behind his exhausting journey east.
Ackhart took a deep break before lowering his eyes on the path once again.