Shatima had actually been by Komer's side for quite some time already. Having slipped away alone from the Caucasus with no restraints whatsoever, she almost lost track of time as she traveled along the Northern Mediterranean coast, thoroughly enjoying the freedom it brought. The pristine beauty of the lowlands between the Baden Gold Mountain Range and the North Mediterranean made her linger and forget to leave. She had always lived on the western foothills of the Baden Gold Mountain, seldom crossing over to the eastern seaside, the territory of the Wicked Dragon. She knew that there was still a significant gap between her strength and that of the Wicked Dragon, and provoking it would surely lead to its crazed retaliation.