There were more pleasant things than delivering a report to General Chazre de Tershaav, but it had to be done. The leader of the resistance couldn't stand him to death for some reason, Samuel knew that, still that kind of hostility was unexpected.

"Thank you for this information, the Heskaarl and the resistance will take over from here, good day." The Reyabe said.

He was already turning to leave after Samuel had given details about the crates, nav points and a possible main base of the New Order.

Samuel stopped for a moment and blinked. Was Chazre serious?

"Sir! There is more at this base, the criminals wanted to take me to an arena, I am sure there are prisoners there - maybe Angara too, we should-..."

Chazre, who had already scowled in annoyance at the "Sir," turned once more and glared louringly at the adept.

"We?!" He hissed. "There is no we! You are not doing anything at all - Agent, do you understand?"

"But...!"

One last time, Chazre interrupted him. "You're not interfering, this is Heskaarl business." Before he stomped off.






For the upcoming chapter.
Nothing romantic in there.

This is Reyabe, General Chazre de Tershaa, leader of The Resistance of Aya, brother of Evfra.