Recap:
"You couldn't let her be caught for what she is? She killed a being of yours, one who was respected and greatly praised for all he had always done but you might as well have spat in his face by bringing her here to continue living. Yes the river did a number on her but it doesn't balance out the deed she had done. So I ask again, what do you expect me to do with her?" he asked.
I let out a breath of exhaustion as I stood up from my seat. I came closer to her and noticed how carefully sowed the cuts on her forehead and waist had been done. Despite my friend's insistence to have her head ripped off, he had made sure to heal her properly as a mundane. I leaned down as I noticed a little dark shadow appearing on one of the wounds.
