The team didn't get killed, which was a great thing considering the average circumstances. Bardeelus had about four-hundred cousins here, so someone eventually recognized him.
He, Fenik and Zera had been on duty, across the borders for months. Likewise, it was understandable how people didn't recognize them right away.
Anyway, once they were accepted into the village, Bardeelus knew where to go. This place had around one-thousand stone houses, but he could still find his way around.
Fenik, of all people, was the happiest person at the moment. He knew this place like the back of his palm, regardless of how dense the residential areas were. He knew that they were heading directly home.
With that considered, he knew that all dangers against him diminished, so he started to feel a sense of pride for once after a long time, rather than pure fear or anxiety.
