"A message from the spy came," Sevi handed a small piece of paper to Voronwe.
"She is already here?"
"She already started with the cleansing in the Paradise of Lost Souls."
Voronwe crumpled the small piece of paper. "Did you tell Oroasis?"
"Not yet."
"Tell me what?"
Oroasis opened the flap of the tent. She was still shaking the mud off her boots when she caught the last thing they were talking about. She dashed in front of Voronwe and snatched the crumpled paper.
"What is the meaning of this?"
"No matter how many times you do it, it still amazes me how you can read through that thick blindfold you have," Sevi had already walked over in front of Oroasis and poked the space between her eyes.
"Aya! You savage beast! Do not ever that to a woman! Shameless man! Anyway, what sis the Spirit Master do this time?" She had jumped back a few steps to distance herself from him while massaging the spot where he poked her.
