Kael looked at the old man and laughed. It was too simple. He saw that all he needed was to take off the piece of clothes from his broad and muscular arms.
"Is that all I need to do?" he asked, staring at his face.
"Boy, that is all you need to do, and if you can do that, then you don't answer to me. You are free to be your own man. Take the cloth before the sand time runs out."
Kael stood still, his gaze locked on the red cloth. His brain was calculating his next moves and also predicting Commander Rael's moves.
His words rang like a bell in his ears.
The earth was damp beneath Kael’s bare feet. Morning dew fell slowly, making the atmosphere a bit chilly.
He could hear the rustle of leaves, the flap of Commander Rael’s robe, and the creak of his old joints as the man stretched his s
