Chapitre 64: Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

The afternoon sun was beaming down on the motionless caravan.

Archer looked at the man who just spoke, he was in his late teens or early 20s.

He examined the horseman's armor, he noticed the intricate designs and patterns etched into the metal plates and leather straps.

The lightweight and flexible armor allowed for easy movement in the hot environment.

His helmet covered both his head and face, featuring a visor to protect against the harsh sun and sand.

Even the horse's armor was also adorned with colorful fabrics and tassels, adding to the overall aesthetic of the desert horseman's attire.

Before Archer could speak, Najee emerged from the carriage and addressed the man.

''The boy is with us, and your issues with the Dragon-kin are of no concern to us, but thank you for the help.''

The commander nodded before speaking.