<span style="font-style: italic">Finally</span>Dagger thought as he jumped out of the tree, he had been ready to leave hours ago. He looks at the group as if he were saying [i]Are we going or what?[i/]. If they waited too long he was either gonna leave them or say something. He hated waiting, it drove him nuts. But another thing was that Mark didn't start anything with him at all. He was glad that didn't happen because he didn't feel like fighting with any one except the enemy. He let out sigh and leand against the tree, He wad beginning to feel ansy himself. If they didn't get a move on soon he would begin to pace the ground.