"One..two three.." dusin looks at ukko, "that will be four" he said putting the vials of blood in his backpack trying to keep it away from his flesh. "Alright, I think we should head back now, I rather not leave those to alone to long, who knows what could happen?" he said with concern in his voice.
Back at the camp site, a pair of eyes staired at yeavin, "yea he is the one, look at him acting all innocent ", "but didn't the senior mage let him leave" "yea, but that dosen't mean we can let him live" the man said, standing up and putting his templar helm on. "You ready?" "Let's bring the rain" the other one said, he threw his arms to the side, releasing a quick mana sucking attack, and began to charge at the two mages, now with weakend mana.