It was very early in the morning when Conrad woke up. The area from above was covered in thick mist, perhaps this was a natural system put in place to help people sleep since neither hunting nor fighting was possible with the severely impaired vision
“Things will get more difficult in coming days when those with an agenda get impatient” Conrad heard a familiar cold voice.
“I was wondering when you would say something” Conrad replied with a warm smile on his face. While in Desolate he couldn’t contact Isabella unless she established a contact point by sending him a voice transmission first.
“I’m sorry.”
“What for?” he frowned.
“Not telling you myself” Conrad was silent for a while but he wasn’t thinking about what Isabella didn’t tell him, instead he was thinking about how it would hav
