Razor’s Little Secret

While the hero and his party slept for a week, Kara arrived on her mule to return Razor's belongings. The stopwatch capable of pausing time, she'd borrowed it from Razor and on his request she had used it to show Linkle what was truly happening.

"One of you may not return. Why didn't you just tell them that it would be Libyan who would join their cause and perish and not someone from the party itself?" Holding his hand forward, the mortal immortal requested his watch back. His back leaning to the lone tree of a dainty island, he wanted to be off the place and make his way beyond the nameless city. 

"How else was I supposed to add some spice to this adventure?" Smiling, Kara placed the watch on Razor's hand.

Pocketing it quickly, he gave her a curious glance.