The Setting Sun (3)

"A god damn stupid deal is what this is." I grumbled as I flew high in the skies.

"Your ability to grumbled is remarkable." Dorith's voice sounded. "I didn't ask for too much, did I?"

I rolled my eyes. He hadn't asked for too much, sure, but that didn't change the danger of the situation I could potentially find myself in.

"There," I pointed towards three shining pillars in the distance. The lights of Baile Chailce weren't visible yet, but we could clearly see the fields where the Demons would soon clash with the Ereth. 

"Satisfied?" I asked after a moment of silence.

Dorith remained silent as he scoured the area below. "It's a tough fight," He finally said. "Sure, the Lord is strong, but I do wish they had some more assistance." He glanced at me.

"No!" I exclaimed. "No way, don't even think about it."

His eyes narrowed as I protested. "Why not? It would be good practice."