That's enough! I'll find another! Stop! The pain began to subside into a--no, it didn't really subside all that much. Just enough for him to regain the strength to stand back up. The burning sensation in his mind remained in order to remind him that he had not been forgiven for losing the last target. Once he was walking again he stopped, staring over the deck of the ship to see that the group had been stopped by town guards for some reason. They had spoken loud enough for Enok to hear that they had spoken but given his condition whatever words that had been said just didn't reach him. Whatever it was it was no concern to him. He had more pressing matters at hand if he was going to spare himself from more of the specter's punishment. Not wishing to be bothered by anyone else he took his blade and carried it by holding its sheath, choosing to walk in the opposite direction of the guards once he disembarked the ship.