Squinting his eyes open he found a peculiar young lad looking down on him with a warm yet, cold smile. He couldn't rightly point out what the young lad had on his mind but, he could sense that man before he did not bear any ill intentions towards him.
"Hah, Seems like you are not dead huh Waltner?"
Nix asked with a sigh and sat on the stool opposite him.
They were actually in the tent but, the war surely ended. The remaining forces were captured as well. It was a victory. Though they lacked in many ways he had indeed won by the end.
"Huh?"
Waltner was still in his own thoughts he just had a big recap in his mind that he thought he died. Some say your whole life flashes just the moment before you die. Waltner could have possibly experienced such a thing.
"Your men are some very loyal guys," Nix said.