"So how is he doing now?" Old Man asked with a mix of curiosity and worry.
"What else could have happened? I heard the bishop was furious and had Gadel bound to the stake and burnt alive that very night!" the coachman lowered his voice even further, speaking with a chill in his tone.
The group fell into a silence akin to death itself, only broken when a coachman named Dali spoke up in shock, "But... but why did he sneak out of the city?"
"What else would he do? Of course, he went to..." the coachman began, then suddenly clamped his mouth shut, not daring to continue.
Old Man and the others already understood; Gadel had taken such a great risk to leave the city for only one possible reason—to head for the Fire Oil City!
In fact, Gadel was not the first to do so. Recently, the region of Badass had seen several occurrences of smuggling.
Many brave and desperate people had fled to the Fire Oil City, the land of the Wizards.
