Natasha ceased her pace as she saw the board, it was Written Phola on it. The roars of rejoicing and footing could be heard from the distance. These villagers used to sing epic songs and dance around the fire. Everything here was incredibly different than the lavish exposure in the towns.
"Were you here before?" Asked Ryan, because the girl directly brought them here without any clue.
Natasha nodded, "I joined the knights at the age of fifteen, and here was my first mission. I know some people here if they are still alive."
Elizabeth's mouth dropped at the fact that just left Natasha's mouth. She couldn't understand why Ryan was treating her cold but as she assumed, Natasha had a delightful heart. She had volunteered to aid her sister.
"I can't believe that the imp was this much close to them. They were lucky that we arrived earlier than the imp!"
