The general remembered exactly where the entrance to the sewers that drained into the river was. It was now dusk, crossing all the farmland had slowed the group considerably. Gart could not help commenting on the nauseating smell, coming from the place they were about to enter and asked several times if they should all go. His wife hit him with a slap and reassured him, by promising that she would protect him. Anael repeatedly apologised to the group for not participating in the fight against the mercenaries. After what he had seen in Arx Lupus, he felt a sick feeling inside himself, a blockage, a rejection of weapons and of fighting. The part of the knight in him was losing its consistency, its will, its desire; these were the beneficial purposes of saving lives by defeating the enemies o
