The mountains weren't steep. They moved quite easily, especially after Angor found a man-made mountain path. It meant there was a civilization nearby.
Angor asked Toby to observe from the sky. Toby happily complied and returned to Angor's shoulder after a short while.
"There is? A big city on the other side?" Angor's eyes brightened up. He was worried that small villages might not provide him with much useful information, but a large city would totally do the trick.
Since they had a certain destination now, Angor proceeded in a brighter mood. He turned back and spoke to his little follower, "There's a city just ahead. I can't keep 'hey you'. You need a name now."
The man replied to him with another confused gaze. However, there was a tiny trace of innocent happiness in it.
The coffin man had stopped repeating Angor's words. But that was about it—he couldn't express anything yet. And Angor wasn't sure whether he should be worried or happy about this.
