They are both drenched from the rain and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground and the puddle of water made the older male’s hearing become unclear. But the dagger wielder didn’t even bother by any of it even with the resonating hollers of thunder.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Mago muttered while rubbing each side of his arms struggling to keep his body’s warmth from leaving.
He looks at Zeth who’s calmly standing in front of him unbothered by all of the outside factors. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, “If he can do this, then me too.” He convinced himself to do it.
Mago tried focus on the shorter man’s figure just few feet away from him even though the surroundings are getting blurry from the thick strands of rain serving as veil thick veil. The rain cascades fro
