"Finally home," Sitra muttered when the fortress appeared in the distance. Her horse somehow felt the joy in its rider's soul as it speeds up a bit, even though it was already tired to no end.
"Ara," Sitra moaned in a slight surprise before pulling on the reins. "I can't have you dying on me like that. Calm down," she muttered to the horse while caressing its sweaty neck.
"Ma'am, there seems to be something wrong," Aabel, the higher in rank out of her two companions, pointed out. "It's like... It was under siege?" he added with a hesitant voice.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Sitra asked while rapidly moving her head from the man to the massive building in the distance.
