Part 3:
Lara began to get dressed as Ariot did as well. What they did was something they both needed, THAT was for sure. Now it was time to get serious again.
Ariot heard someone in the bushes. "Come out."
Aaron Edge came out of the bushes, kneeling to Ariot. "I finally found your ass," he said exhaustedly; looking at the half-dressed Lara, he looked at Ariot again and joked, "Can't go 1 day without fucking something, eh?"
"Shut up. Get up. I need you to find a small group of survivors."
"Of course. What about Reyner?"
"He can handle himself. Get going."
"Of course, Dragonborn." He jumped into the trees and moved at inhuman speeds.
"That was Aaron?" Lara asked, pulling her shirt on.
Strapping on the last of his armor, Ariot nodded. "The Listener of the Dark Brotherhood, Aaron Edge. A good friend of mine."
"Huh." She got her equipment back on and cracked her neck. "Shall we get going?"
"Yup."
