A Brief Conversation

Returning to where the carriage was parked before they went on their separate ways, Valyr took in a deep breaths, calming himself down soon after once he noticed that he was the first out of all of them to return to the carriage. 

Deciding to rest inside the back of the carriage for now, he took a brief glance at the Imperial Production Guild before taking his helmet off. Then, once inside the carriage, he took off all of the other pieces making up the Half Wyvern Armor set, bitterly smiling as the thought of taking a shower as soon as possible entered his mind.

"Haah… haah… I thought I wouldn't make it in time." Allowing the cold breeze of the oncoming night to wash over his body, Valyr soon heard gasps for air from outside the carriage, prompting him to take a look, only to find a slightly exhausted Wells in front of him catching his breath.