Isaac rapidly continued relaying the rest of the man's words, and we all could do nothing but remain paralyzed in our place as he explained the situation in the southern front.
'I swear, this day doesn't know when to end.' I annoyedly thought as I roughly rubbed my hand over my aching forehead, even beginning to very much regret rising from my bed this morning.
"I can see why the Arch Duke couldn't trust this knowledge to a bird's wings or a vocal man's tongue." Darius commented a moment later, his tone not betraying his feelings, yet not his eyes, which did nothing to hide the magnitude of his worry.
Sighing, I say, turning to the Hecatomb member "Take the man to rest, he's at least earned that for the moment."
