"What's wrong Katrienair?" Julian asked. He's asked that countless times during our journey. The young boy who rode with us just had a questioning look on his face. I could read his thoughts, he was worried and I sent to him at intervals that everything is alright. As for Julian, I wish he could just stop thinking. I feel so guilty for ignoring him but it's just the best. We stopped under a tree shade to rest, considering the fact that Azazel might be exhausted from the long hard ride.

Julian fetched water from a nearby pond while we settled under the tree's shade. Azazel consumed the water in haste....