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Akir managed to regain enough stability to force is bloodied body back onto his feet, He clenched his bleeding brow as he followed in with the rest. He waved off Nathan when he offered to do what he could to help clean off the wounds. “I am a warrior… not some frightful peasant…. I bare my mistakes and accept their pain as my failure. Those who allow them to be erased learn nothing at all…” e roughly wiped the crimson mud that had formed due to his open wounds and his collision with the ground from his face. To prevent it from obstructing his vision. “I hope there is more to face then such pathetic beasts... They weren’t even worth drawing my blade…” He shook his head disappointed as he continued to follow Adrian with no outward signs of discomfort from his pain… yes it hurt more then one could imagine… but he had swallowed his pain for his pride was still greater.

“Lord Hellion should we truly continue on with out her? With the beasts that remain within this horrid place she could easily run into trouble! it’s a horrible idea… that and she is our lock expert! We’ll waste time later if we run into a sealed door and…”

Nathan was cut off mid sentence by a rather annoyed Akir. “Shut up… you were given an order… so stop bitching and follow it… seeing were pacing ourselves with a scholar in heavy armor I highly doubt she’ll have a problem catching up…”

Nathan grumbled several curses before falling in behind Akir, the grumblings were centered on Akir being a mule’s son.