Eli forced himself to sit still calmly. Every fiber of his being wanted him to pace up and down, his patience was wearing thin. His warriors were getting hot and uncomfortable as the sun rose above them. For hours they had been kept waiting. There was no use arguing. With the force field in place. Elijah knew that there was nothing he could do to hurry up the process.
The tall dark haired man stood on the other side of the barrier watching them with his eyes narrowed. Taking in every little movement. Eli knew that keeping his composure was the best thing he could do in this situation. Thankfully, he had been trained for this. His warriors were too, he could see the discomfort in their eyes as sweat dripped from their bodies. But no complaints were to be heard. They wouldn’t let him down.
