'FRIENDS'

ISIAH

"Well....you dealt with that one in a very, very weird way" Chyne said after they left Little Dove there.

Isiah chuckled at Chynes comment, "You think?" He said, "My soldiers are taught discipline. Something most men out there do not have."

"Huh...." Chyne scuffled, "I think I've lived long enough to understand what discipline is."

Isiah walked through the crowd and headed on ahead making no turns, just as Chyne instructed. Isiah realised that the road he took lead him out of the city, close to the Eastern Sea. He became skeptical.

"Are you sure you know where you're taking me?" He said.

"Hehehe, we're almost there, my friend" Chyne said with a cheerful tone. "We'll soon go our separate ways, keep going." Isiah walked

passing the last houses then entered a forest.

He went on ahead, there wasn't anybody at this side. There he reached an old rundown house made of wood standing alone, with trash all over the grass around it.