Chandea, Year of Severus, 21st, I.R., the 86th day of Spring, Great Dunes Outskirts
"We have finally been able to avoid their hunting party, sister!" Papillon proudly said.
"Not quite." Orphella took a deep breathe while sitting on a piece of wood. "Those are not ordinary hunters. They're the Xaidi Al Raasii, the headhunters of the Ardantean empire." She added.
It has been seven days since she had assassinated their esteemed general, however instead of mourning for their loss the Ardantean Empire had poured their wrath on her summoning their strongest warriors along her way.
