Arrived
When Tristan arrived, he quickly looked left and right as he checked his surroundings, a little smile slowly creeping onto his face.
"Why are we stopping!" Said the elf on his back, questioning at the abrupt stop Tristan had just made.
"Listen, you are a free rider, so just be quiet and follow my lead!" Tristan roared back in reply, exasperated at the other elf's unnecessary comments.
A minute later, the 4 hostile elves finally managed to jump out of the treeline, which was still drenched in a thick blanket of fog. As they arrived at the rendezvous point, they squinted their eyes, adjusting their sight to the sudden sunlight.
Upon seeing that their target had stopped in his tracks and now appeared to be waiting patiently for them, the 4 nobles instantly stopped running as well. It was clear from the expressions on their faces that they were startled and confused.
"Arcadian!" One of them bellowed. "What are you planning!?"