Derek put the cup to his lips and took a small sip of the burning hot tea. It was delicious, although he would never say that out loud, he liked to goof around sometimes but he never liked to show anyone what he was feeling. In this world emotions were considered a weakness, if you were caught by any member of the chess pieces showing emotion in any way possible, you were thrown into a pit with a pack of pangolins or into a marsh of mossosaurs. The tea warmed him to the bone, seeping into his soul, relaxing him. He loved that no matter how tense he got, tea always relaxed him for some reason. He slowly drained the rest of his tea and put the cup back into his pack; he then stood up and stretched, shaking the last bit of sleep from his limbs.
"When your all done we can head out, I am supposed to meet someone at Canyon City." Derek didn't even want to think of the consequences of not arriving on time, His old friend is insane and can get set off at the tinnest thing. I mean literally this guy should have been in a mental room, but he was a good fighter, an old friend and also hated Valcenz, which was a bonus too. Long ago he was captured and tortured for a long time. They had done experiments on him and had replaced one eye with a mechanical one. Somehow he managed to escape and had been lying low until now. Which he doubted because he can't do anything without making a scene, he loved to show off his ability to tamper with any equipment he can get.

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