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The next morning, a knock on her door greets Veyda with both her morning tea and the news that Enya had answered the summons for her. Behind Aella - who had delivered the tea - was the woman in question. Slender but fierce, Enya wore fiery orange robes with short sleeves - traditional amongst fire mages, and a shorter hem which revealed light tan pants which cinched around her ankles, leaving her sandaled feet on display. A natural red-head, Enya’s curls bounce around her face, leaving just...

Finding Sulien bleeding from claw marks in his hands and bloody hand prints atop five new, shining breastplates was not how Astrophel thought the morning was going to start, but then again, it is how the morning started.

Sul woke up before the others on the day they decided to leave for Kildangan. The breeze was moderate, blowing towards the ocean and rolling off the cliff towards the crush of rocks and water far below. He knew this, despite not seeing it...