Nephil
She doesn't sign anything but look down in probably sadness and despair of what I must do, Twila finishes the tombstone. It was the least she could do for him now, I look at her in solom understanding and we begin walking back to the Loyalist camp. Thanks to the day light I can see a better understanding in the number's, they weren't as bad as I first thought they were. But what caught me by surprise was the fact that they hadn't moved camp yet even tho they should have hour's ago. We were Hidden in the bushes when Zaen finally point's out who her sister is, She was treating a guy who looked like he could die at any minute. Trever should have just let him die knowing he would only slow them down.
"Idoit" I think.
I take a stand drawing my blade and almost immediately the loyalists knew what was going on each taking notice of the intense hostiliy I was giving off.
"Twila, Zaen you two stay here. I can't risk any more casualties than Mark." I said.
I leaped out beforethey could refuse the order allowing myself to be seen they all armed themselves. I take in the number's and I make eye contact as I remember Zaen sister's name. Victoria.
"Alright I'm here one reason and one reason alone. I'm here to recrive Victoria for her sister Zaen, blood shead can be avoided if she comes with me peacefully." I said.
