(Cay)<br/><br/>Fruitless... It was all well planned but the one Anton was looking for did not appear. He expected her to wait for him in some dark-alley, remove the only opposition and obstruction that separated her from freedom. Perhaps she slipped away from this town when he wasn't looking... perhaps she is still hiding. There were countless scenarios as to what the witch is doing but none gave him any clue where she was... and he was running out of options. For days he has been deprived of sleep, taking only short moments to rest as he pursued this woman and painful realization began to root inside his mind... he cannot fight her half-asleep. The moment he stopped and leaned against the wall of a building, he felt relief... His eyes were barely holding themselves open, lids felt as if they were made out of lead he almost dropped his crossbow... twice. Hunter was in no condition to fight her.<br/><br/>With no way out of this situation, Anton made his way back to the inn, used last bits of his strength to maintain constant vigilance and attention on the way back. There was expectation that he would see her on the way back but there was bigger hope that he wouldn't. Battle would've drained last bit of his strength and regardless of the outcome, he would be on the losing side. Fortunately, the walk back was quiet and uneventful, much to his pleasure. He placed money on the counter of the inn and took the cheapest room they had... he cared not for comfort or luxury, it was functionality that mattered most and if the bed is soft, it is all he could ask for.<br/><br/>Taking off his weapons and clothes, he fell down onto the bed. Sense of relief washed over his body as his muscles began relaxing and his feet finally felt that pleasant and sweet feeling of pressure being lifted from them. Tomorrow would be the day... one that would decide fate of the witch. Either she left the town or she stayed. There is no third option and at very least it meant pushing him again on the track. But that would have to wait, for his mind was too tired to ponder on tactics and strategies. Right now, it craved for moment of rest and long hours of sleep. It didn't took long for the sleep to come and within minutes, he was pulled deep into the slumber and the land of dreams that gave him no rest.