When Elendirill listened carefully he could hear the voice. It felt more like his own thoughts, except for the feeling like someone was screaming in his ear. Could it be true? Was this a fire fairy? He didn't have much time to think, the voice stopped for awhile and then continued on, telling him to make haste.
The voice was right, they had been sitting here for too long, doing nothing, burning precious seconds. If Feraila was in pain, he would pay with blood for every moment from now on he would loose. He looked at Shana, she had a surprised look on her face, like she might be thinking the same. He looked at her for a moment, she seemed to understand.
Elendirill turned at the others:
I don't have time for any of this!!! I ride ! All of you who want to follow, get on your horses !!
Elendirill grabbed his belongings, which wasn't much and started running. He took a quick look at the map the girl gave him. It seemed to be detailed enough, and he might be able to navigate on the city which wasn't far away. From what he saw, he could reach the cave in a day if he would hurry ... And there was no doubt he wouldn't ...
