thirty eight
Drake POV,
Walking into the cave, I had been expecting to see an old man with some kind of beard sitting in front of something shady while acting like he's some wise man, however, what I found made my forehead cringe instead.
I looked from the only person in the cave that was literarily lit up by the tiny crystals on the wall, back to the girl who had brought me here, but I realized she hadn't entered with me and also the other girl I woke up next to was also nowhere to be seen.
Seeing that no one was behind me, I turned back to the person seated in monk clothes, a boy I should say, that looks so much like he was barely even fifteen and decided to ask him where the said elder Pablo was.
"Where is the elder?" I asked with a slightly raised eyebrow, and that made the boy smile.
I stared at him with a straight face not quite sure about what's funny, and I was about to say something else but then he spoke before I will.