Riven stared at the ground, he let out a frustrated sigh and looked up at his brother. "All you had to do was allow me to kill him, and now he is gone. There's a psycho that knows our faces running free—who knows when he'll come for us again," Riven said.
"Don't pin this on me. After all, he was your problem first, and if you had not distracted me, we wouldn't have looked away and allowed him to escape," Noel shot back.
"Bullshit," Riven said. He turned to look around, trying to see if the man was hidden anywhere. He took a few steps with his flaming sword but ultimately didn't see anyone.
"I'm heading home," he said as he returned.
"Huh? Why?" Noel asked.
"Because I nearly got killed here, so forgive me if I don't want to find myself in any more issues like this. My injuries from yesterday have also not healed, and I need to get potions. I've pushed myself too much," he said bluntly and started heading where they came from.
