A Tirade Against The Propaganda.

The tree spoke in his mind and asked him. "Guntu, my boy. Is everything in place? It doesn't look like everything is in place. There are only 10 of you here. Where are the rest? Don't tell me you half-assed this."

He nodded and replied. "No, ancestor. Everything is in place. There are 90 others outside the city. They will accompany us to reach the void..."

Hadrick interrupted sharply, "Did you say 90? I asked for 1,000 guards and you bring me 100? It seems you don't really care about me. You're all grown up now so you don't want to listen to me anymore. And you're immortal so you don't care if you die. I am not immortal. Poor me. I will be abducted on the way. I am sure of it."

Guntu didn't want to interrupt Hadrick but he couldn't bear to listen to the tirade and lamentations. They are also on a tight schedule so he interrupted.