Chapter 33: Combat System 22
The moment the jewel left my hands the combat system ceded control and combatants sort out their places for the three to four-hour rest. When I arrive, the three mountains square, the cart was in its usual position and I went for it but this time no voice came until I had magically provided for water and raisin cakes which I fed on and as I lay to rest my limps, the familiar voice came over the chill, still air of the approaching midnight.
‘Welcome, the Third Force, I guess you did prefer this pseudo name, do you, Prince Jokhara?
‘Very well, it suits the purpose and the times.’
‘How have your fare, combatant?
‘On a straight course, I have, yes.’
‘And your experience, what is the worth?’
‘Can’t be qualified as at now, too momentous for me, to say the leas
