"I would like to head back now. I have to report to Aldridge and guide the rest of the hunters back. Don't fret over the past. What's gone is gone we have to keep pushing forward," Silver offered a curt nod to Xiran.
"I appreciate all the help you and your organization have provided me but I will not rest until I finish what has been put into gear," Xiran shook hands with Silver. All the animosity between the two men forgotten and replaced by mutual respect. Only if Aselia could see that.
Once Silver was gone, Xiran stood there for a while before Zirius found him.
"Señor!" he called him in a broken voice from behind. Xiran turned to face the ever-smiling boy who was visibly distraught. His face was lined with so many worries making his shoulders slouch
"How is Arimie?" Xiran quickly inquired, his eyes desperately roaming on Zir's face for he could sense his desperation.