Vanessa on the other hand had been worried. Especially with the manner and speed with which he had left. So, she hurriedly put on her clothes to investigate. When she bolted out of the door in hot pursuit, she had barely done the buttons on her cleavage. Outside, some vassals offered to escort her. But she ignored them and sped off into the night.
Some twenty yards out, Vanessa began to feel the ground underneath her tremble, like two or more wild bulls going at it with each other. Silent Stab was fighting no doubt. But with whom? The spiritual presence was peculiar, powerful, and a strangely familiar. Eager to find out, she quickened her pace and tore through the sparse vegetation at will.
She skidded to a halt when she caught sparks of light coming from a few yards ahead.
