Bariyan picks his axe up and stares at Koltira for a few seconds. That explanation makes no sense to him, so he casts it aside completely.
He sucks a sharp breath in through his teeth and shakes his head, lowering his eyes.
"Never mind," he says. "Explain to me later." And, in his head, he's hoping that they might run into Martin here. Vaguely hoping. Both possibilities -- that he's in Azeroth, alone, or he's here, with the demons rampaging everywhere and gaining ground -- are just about equally unappealing.
Bariyan turns towards the east and starts moving, beckoning for Koltira to follow. Fire sears through the canopy and hits the ground several yards away from them; Bariyan picks up his pace.
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He sucks a sharp breath in through his teeth and shakes his head, lowering his eyes.
"Never mind," he says. "Explain to me later." And, in his head, he's hoping that they might run into Martin here. Vaguely hoping. Both possibilities -- that he's in Azeroth, alone, or he's here, with the demons rampaging everywhere and gaining ground -- are just about equally unappealing.
Bariyan turns towards the east and starts moving, beckoning for Koltira to follow. Fire sears through the canopy and hits the ground several yards away from them; Bariyan picks up his pace.