Zeshin glared at the sun, which currently made the temperature in the desert unbearable. Not so long he was doing a job in the ice cave, and now he is on freaking desert. Honestly, why couldn't everything in life be balanced? It would be so much easier if he was fire or ice mage. They could ignore temperature from what he knew. Nevertheless, Zeshin didn't want to go blind, so he stopped trying to force sun into submission with a glare and continued on his journey toward Ace of Spades. He had a friend there, who needed help. What form of help, Zesh didn't know. Still, he liked to help other people as long as they had good intentions. That's why he decided not to ask for details.
"Chris, if this is a joke, I will really kill you." He grumbled under his breath, cursing his friend. Helping hand maybe he was, but no one said that Zesh wouldn't be a bitch about it. At least his clothes made the journey a little safer. Over his standard outfit, redhead wore old, brown traveling cloak which effectively was blocking the sun from burning him to a crisp. Zeshin patted himself mentally on the back for thinking about taking cloak with him. Sometimes he was smart. Aside from the stupid sun, the weather was quite nice. A little wind accompanied him all the way, making his journey cooler. Sometimes it was the reason why sand got into his eyes, but he was able to survive this inconvenience.
After a while, Zeshin noticed someone in the distance. That someone was shorter than him and seemed to travel in the same direction as the redhead. For the young mage, it meant traveling partner. It was always more fun with someone, that's why he jogged a little towards that person."Hey there. Are you also going to Ace of Spades? Mind if I tag along?" Zesh asked the traveler, who was ahead of him. It was probably a girl, at least that's what redhead noticed looking at the stranger, but he didn't really pay her that much attention for one reason.
The wind picked up. A little bit too much in Zesh's opinion, that's why he started looking around the desert. Desert wind could be a nice thing or a very dangerous thing. Feeling the strength of it, redhead feared that it was the second option. The big, sand cloud in the distance confirmed his thoughts. Sandstorms weren't friends of people from what he knew and Zeshin didn't want his journey to end like that. It would be embarrassing. "Scratch that. We should find cover." He said pointing at the sandstorm.
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