Arkain can feel the sweat start to run down his forehead and face as e bangs the rocks. He can't believe it. He is hardly  doing anything  and he is breaking out in a sweat. He can't imagine what it must have been like for those who walked through the desert finding their way to the watering hole. He chuckles lightly hearing Anzen complain about the heat. He just imagine he is roasting up there. He's got get him to land on the ground now. He swallows hard trying to moisten his throat. "Your doing great Anzen. Your very close. You need to land before you crash. The heat thermals raise havoc with air currents. Just land and I will come to you and we will find some shade."