บท 27: Chapter 27: Debt, Part 1

Cemal could have wept with relief when he heard voices—laughing, talking, making merry, fellow travelers who could hopefully provide assistance. Sule was in a bad way, and Mahzan was little better, no matter how loudly he protested.

They were all a mess, really. What should have been an easy fight had instead proven to be a disaster, and there was no point in denying it. How were they going to face a traitorous prince, never mind the fires-cursed fearmonger, when they could not even stop a small group of bandits?