[center][h2]Krunk Fortress, Courtyard[/h2]
[sub]Here we go again[/sub][/center]

[color=ed1c24]"We killed your guys."[/color]

Zerraf groaned, cracking his neck as he stood in an awkward roll. The wind mage shuffled his feet and adjusted his cloak, making sure it was covering the right side of his body. His left arm rummaged beneath to pat his bag of tricks, making sure it was attached just right. With that, Zerraf trudged behind at a distance from Jenso. His sauntering wasn't nearly as quick as Jenso's hurried pace. He yawned into a closed fist as he made his way underneath the archway at the end of the courtyard.