"How long does it take to reach the next city again?" Ning asked.
"It would take half a day by foot, but on a carriage this fast, we should reach there in less than 3 hours," Carlos said.
Ning sighed and rested. "I should just sleep for the time being then," he said and was about to lay back when he felt his body jolt forward as the carriage came to a halt.
"What the?" he looked around.
Carlos quickly opened the window blinds and looked out. "Hey! Why did you stop?" he asked the person in the front.
"Dear sir, all the carriages have stopped. Something to the front seems to be burning," the man said.
"Burning?" Carlos frowned. "What the hell is—"
Suddenly, something struck them from behind, causing the two of them to slam into the back of the carriage. Ning hit the carriage door so hard that he flew out of it and landed on the ground outside.
Single chapter for today. I'm sick, so I don't feel like writing more.