(From Blue's Perspective)
Perita escorted me to Luc's magic tower. I had sent a letter to Dem saying that I was going to go to Luc.
"Perita, what happened to your face?" I asked, touching the side of her cheek where there was a huge cut. She had put a band-aid on it. The band-aid was transparent, so the cut was clear.
"I got it while practicing," she said.
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"Well, a bit... But it will heal soon. Your Highness does not have to worry about it," she grinned.
'The cut is pretty deep...'
"I heard that the cut caused by silver doesn't heal. Is that true?" I asked after a while.
"Yes," she nodded. "They are deadly for us. It's fine if we get cut by any other metal other than silver. They heal. But it's different when it comes to silver. They never heal. In the wars, we use silver weapons."
