[ The men exchange glances, apparently not reassured despite Rufus' attempt, but ultimately they decide it's not any business of theirs if a couple of ill-prepared hot-shots want to get themselves killed. The one nearest the latch on the gate even shrugs as if to say "your funeral" before opening up and waving them through. ]
Appreciate it.
[ Alec steps through the gate and waits for Rufus, allowing him to take point again. The gate is closed and locked behind them. Back here, the trails are broader and dustier without constant foot traffic to keep the dirt packed. All manner of abandoned lean-tos and straight up garbage, stuff discarded from the plate above, line their path.
Once they're well out of earshot of the men behind them, Alec turns to ask, ]
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Appreciate it.
[ Alec steps through the gate and waits for Rufus, allowing him to take point again. The gate is closed and locked behind them. Back here, the trails are broader and dustier without constant foot traffic to keep the dirt packed. All manner of abandoned lean-tos and straight up garbage, stuff discarded from the plate above, line their path.
Once they're well out of earshot of the men behind them, Alec turns to ask, ]
Have you ever actually fought a drake before?