Elvis had already gotten on his horse along with some other young men. Each at their sides preparing with their guards.
They had come with their equipment for haunting and some survival stuff. And so they were preparing them for themselves since they wouldn't be going haunting their guards.
They were alone. So any win would be theirs. And not letting anyone have their guards do the catching for them. So they would be going alone.
They could come along with a maid or two. Someone who wasn't skilled in haunting.
"Where's my horse?" Eden asked as soon as he and Lysander arrived at where Elvis was. Lysander's hands still around Eden shoulder.
"Why would you need it?" Elvis stared at him, his eyes subconsciously meeting Lysander's hands which were around Eden.
"Of course it's because I'll be coming too" Eden reminded.
"You can go home. I won't be needing you. You'll only slow me down" Elvis said, taking his eyes off the hands around Eden's shoulders.
