Ohio was packing his bags just beside Yuhan who was hesitating to make packed soup for him. The silence which lurked in the air was making him sweat more and more as he pushed his belongings into the sack.
His eyes were still playing along with the immense support Emmanuel and the other hundred were giving him to reach the city in order to take revenge for Falane and Tylon, the latter's burial having caused quite some commotion last day.
The bag was threatening to vomit its supplies as Yuhan saw while packing him food with pursed lips which hoped to convey no more and bring no more than a denial to leave.
But, he had made his mind even though the hesitation had been evident on his small face and that big body, at the graveyard. The graveyard where he had noticed a thing or two.
"Yuh
