Darius was back home, but for some reason, he couldn't sleep or even get the rest he needed.
"How am I going to head for this raid knowing that something is coming for me?" He was looking at the ceiling, but nothing came to his mind.
'Keeping yourself awake won't bring the answer to what you are looking for. It will only give you headaches, and there is no telling how much you can handle it.' Azree grunted. It sounded like he was planning on knifing Darius out himself.
"I know, but there has to be something I can do. I don't know anything else, and if I close my eyes, I see Slav there smiling! There is no way you will tell me that this isn't a torment from the Dragon Kings." The young warrior was frustrated, he was not sure how he was going to be able to handle it anymore.
