The Heated Desert Nights

"Damn its hot.... it would be a good idea to just teleport out of here." Comato said taking off his sweaty jacket. He had been traveling through a desert located in the Land of Wind. Hell, he didn't even know why he was traveling through the godforsaken desert. Sweat tickled down the side of his face shining with the moon that lit the sky. Comato turned his attention to the bright moon just gazing at it with his dark eyes. "But that would be taking the easy way out." He decided to get rid of the jacket knowing that he had dozens more of the same design at home. Slowly picking up speed, getting a sudden burst of energy, he sprited through the desert. While running, Comato's mind constantly brought back bad memories of his past. He now remembered why he traveling so often. He could never officially let go of all the death that stained and scarred his life, transforming him into the person he is today. He stopped sudddenly, standing still while sweat leaked out of the pores of his body. He saw a figure in the distance and pondered on whether to check it out or not.