"Is everything alright, Ersta'la? You've been looking strange since you came back from the solar temple… Did the corpses torture you or something?"
"Worse… So much worse… You have no idea, boy" the robed man was sitting whilst leaning forward, elbows on his knees and hands cradling his face, this had been exhausting hour, and it very well could have gone for longer, but it seemed like even the vile servants of Cleansing Undeviginti knew mercy.
That or she had made sure not to damage him for further usage later.
"W-What happened?" the youth asked, the very same one who had been narrowly saved from becoming another corpse in a pit by being made into an arm-bearer.
The Ersta'la rose his head slightly, glancing at the boy.
"You're too young to know that"
"Heh?"
"That is stuff only the adults get to know, you'll understand when you get older and find yourself a nice girl" the older man chuckled to himself, whilst the younger one just tilted his head to the side.
