Bab 526: Ambitious Resentment

The Fiends' march through the Land of Ruin was unbroken, fueled by the indefatigable vigor the Flame graced them with. There was also the ruthless standard that the Cardinal of War and Flame held them to, expecting zero complaints as he led them across the razed land.

Their pace was neither fast nor slow, maintaining a moderate and seemingly deliberate gait. All of the Fiends could move much faster, and Kieran was intimately aware of that fact, but the Cardinal seemed intentional in how he approached.

Why?

The man didn't move with fear. His head was held high, his shoulders were lax, bereft of any signs of nervousness or uncertainty, and his demeanor had grown taciturn and focused.

Then, Kieran thought back to the Sacred Inheritor's comments. 

A lot of activity ensued near and perhaps upon the Wailing Sierra. If that was their final destination, they seemed in no rush to get there.