Erlick strode into the camp and into his tent. He sighed as he spun in a circle in the middle of his room then plopped down on his bed. Then he sighed again. WHy does the wolrd have to be complicated. "Sir Galbatorix wants to send us to Surda," the soldier that was fallowing him said. "I said we stay for two more weeks," Erlick replied in a growl. "But he wants us to go now sir," the soldier replied with a little more urgency. "AND I SAY WE STAY SO WE STAY," Erlick yelled angrily throwing his pillow at the soldier. "Your being like a child," complained the soldier. "YOU ARE EXUSED," ordered Erlick throwing his bed side lamp at the soldier. But there was a louder clang than it should have made. Erlick sat up and looked at the cieling. Then there was silence. Erlick shrugged it off to his immagination.