Nathan clutched his side and stumbled around in a panic searching for the Dragon, "Borial! Borial? Where are you?" he exclaimed in panic, fearing that either his friend had been killed, maimed, captured or lay dying somewhere! "Booooorial!" he called! He turned hoping to see him pop out the water somewhere, but when he did not answer he closed his eyes in anguish and staggered back to campsite and somberly began looking around the bodies...expecting to find his friend amongst them. But to his dismay he didn't find any body... didn't smell any blood... dragon blood that was. It was then he saw the wheel cart tracks in the sand.<br/><br/>There was a glimmer of hope and Nathan clung to it!<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>The soldiers laughed as they hurried the cart horse along. "Wait till the King see's this! We are going to be rich! Rich!" Gaffawed one of the men.<br/>"Yeah! Maybe even knighted!<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>"I told you to get into the water lizard brain!" Came Nathan's voice from the dark. "Good roar though," he added keep his voice in low whisper.<br/><br/>IF Borial looked hard, he might've noticed that one the guard's that was walking beside uniform was rather sloppy and his helmet wobbled on his head. It was of course Nathan... he was bleeding badly, was using the cart keep himself up right. "As bad as this seems, I have had worse," he chuckled, Nathan glanced around, and then leaned near Borials ear. "Remember what I told you?" he asked, as he quietly produced a sowing needle from his pocket, "Little things," he chuckled under his breath, "Borial...I..I don't how much further I can go.." he gasped heavily. "I am going to get you out...but don't run until the settle down for the night....and when you do run little brother, remember what I told you...and don't wait for me," he instructed.