(Verc's POV)
"Bong!"
I exclaimed, my voice full of genuine surprise as I saw the familiar coat of the horse Hans and his wife had given me as a parting gift when I left their small village.
I arrived beside him in a few quick strides and reached out to pat his thick mane. Bong neighed softly, leaning his head into my touch as if he were truly happy to see me again.
I turned my head to the side, and there— I looked at Edgar, who was standing quietly with the reins in his hand.
"How did you know I was coming here?"
I asked him, curious as to how he had timed this so perfectly.
"I knew that after the incident at my inn, you had fled into the labyrinth. So earlier, when that strange darkness appeared at the entrance— I just assumed it was you making your move to escape."
Edgar answered with a calm, knowing smile on his face.
"I was waiting here for you. Bong was waiting too."
He added, patting the horse's flank.
