He grabbed her arm and pulled himself up and off the road. "I'm sorry young girl... I... uh... I don't know..." said Fardel as he collected himself. Once he finished that, he began to talk to the girl in a normal tone of voice "My name is Fardel, how may I help you?"
"Carol! Stop playing games and tell me how you got out here! WHAT DID YOUR MOTHER TELL YOU ABOUT... about..." Suddenly Fardel snapped out of the small insanity that he had been in. He suddenly collapsed and began sobbing uncontrollably.
Fardel suddenly stopped and turned to face the girl "Carol? What- What are you talking about? Why aren't you home with your mother?"
Fardel didn't say anything. Didn't even acknowledge her prescence, but was simply silent, cold, and unresponsive. He continued to walk towards the city at the same pace only thinking about his goal...
Fardel walked on the dirt pathway towards the city. He clenched the blade in his hand tightly while the sweat was running in between his fingers. He had tears that blended in with the sweat, blood that was splattered on his outfit, and fire in his eye's. All he could think about was revenge... and the hot sun made him even more blood thristy. Fardel didn't make a sound. He walked very slowly and walked standing straight up. For Fardel, this was the calm before the storm, for when he got his hands on the general and the Emperor, he would kill them both for letting soldiers getting away the murder of the only things he loved.
