Kalysto glared at Jenna. “You’re in the middle of a desert! Of course it’s going to be dusty…” He shook himself off and eyed off the village, moving away from it. “We don’t need to go here.” He glanced into the sky and pondered.
“We’re on the wrong continent you know…” He sighed. “Good going, by the way. I don’t know why you couldn’t have just timed me and left me to solo this… it’s going to be dangerous. Not for me, but for you.”
General Sephiroth humphed lightly. “Fancy.” He continued to eat his food, even more pleased at the fact it was free.
“Oh so wine isn’t free? Such are the harsh rules of war and combat.”