Unaware of the scheming elders, Jack's party followed their guide in silence. They admired the view of the city as they exited the grand manor and were led towards the outskirts of the city.
'Um… Madam Lunara…'
'Yes?'
'Are you truly stronger than Head Raztol?' the guide asked, turning two of his three heads toward her with pride flowing from his eyes.
Not wanting to admit it yet unable to deny it thanks to Jack's early comments, Lunara nodded without a word.
'That… Madam, you don't know what this means to some of us…'
Touched by the softness of the hydra's words, the small party listened to his words as they neared a fenced area far smaller than any of the manors at the city center.
'If that's true… Can't you help us?'
'I…'
'You're from here, right? From long ago? Wasn't it worse back then?'
