Weylyn had felt all of this before and even now, she still carried this very weight though she had grown better had hiding it and putting up a facade that she was fine.
And so, without the need for words, Weylyn understood all the pain of lieutenant Garrett's heart... perhaps it was why she did not think twice about this.
Whatever was happening in old town, Weylyn had decided to get involved.
Whatever haunted and terrorized the town, subjecting the people to giving offerings of their livestock night after night to the very same creature who had taken away their loved ones.
Weylyn wanted to see with her own eyes just what kind of beast it was.
The vortex beast had called it a dark fiend, which meant it was not just any magic beast but a beast of dark sorcery.
Though it was difficult to understand how such a beast had gotten to old town and now lurked in it's woods,
