Chapter 3 PORT TOWN OF ERNDT, TO SAVE THE LITTLE ONE - PART 2
So as predicted. The feeling faded a little while after making it into the town. The place is quiet like a ghost town, curfew for the game, he mentioned. The low building and one storey others were scattered about, tarps extending out on a few of them. A few stalls here and there.

I got the general location of the place… So here we are. This place is unassuming as a whole. We took three hours or so to get to the town. The four armed guy is standing by my side, I did drag him about two-third the journey.

“That was not nice… Any longer felt like I wouldn’t have had a rump to sit on again…” And he complained the way here. I believe this should be the time I feel annoyed but when you have no emotions nothing seems to matter.

“Yea… So this is the place?” Why is he acting as if he didn’t know this place. He hadn’t even bothered to know where exactly I was leading us too. The countenance he had made it seem like he knew about where we will end up.

“…?”

The place, though looking a little
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