Her eyes stared at Miran's back until he was out of her sight. Reyna's breath was still short due to the fight and her head felt heavy. The ground seemed closer than it had been a few hours before and the smell of burnt grass wasn't helping.
"We are going back."
Reyna had forgotten Serena in her confusion. She turned to see the other woman staring in the direction of the house also lost in thought.
"Where are you going?"
Serena remained in the same state as if she hadn't heard Reyna's question.
"The Isle. It seems the Matriarch's patience has worn thin."
Before Reyna could ask what exactly she was going on about, Serena turned to her in a strange dazed way. Reyna knew that if she tried hard enough, she would be able to see the past vividly in Serena's eyes.
