194 The Going (2/2)

”Then I'll make a move myself.”

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The next day, a squad of Bulraki light cavalry had a strange encounter during one of their perimeter patrols.

There was a lonely figure shuffling along the road toward the deepest part of the war zone.

”Who are you?” seeing only one man, alone, the squad felt it unnecessary to report in until they had something substantial to report. After all, there were four of them, they were on horseback, they were fully armed, and there were allies within minutes of them. What could they have to fear from this shuffling, lonely fellow?

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In response, the guy only looked them over, nodded to himself, and then asked them, ”Why are the Bulraki forces still in this area?”

The squad leader snapped, ”WE ask the questions here, you…”

”Quiet, you.” The man said.

The squad leader's mouth kept moving, but no sound came out afterward. He blinked, coughed, tried to say something, but no sound emerged.

”Someone else, tell me. Why are the Bulraki still here? There's nothing left for you here. No food, no goods to raid. Why do you still linger?”

”That's none of your business!” the second rider snapped.

”You, quiet.” The guy said.

The second rider, too, found himself strangely muted.

”Someone else. Tell me, why?”

”I have no idea.” The third rider said honestly.

Meanwhile the fourth one raised his spear and threw it at the weird guy.

The weird guy raised a hand. ”Freeze.”

They froze. The spear and the whole squad of riders were suddenly engulfed in ice, all at once, forming an odd ice-sculpture of four riders and a flung spear out in the open in broad daylight.

”Whoops.” Remian grimaced. ”Now I can't ask them any more questions.”

Never mind. Tiredly, he shuffled onward down the road into the heart of the world war.