"Hahaha, silly sister…" chuckled an ashen-haired young man as he and his black mare galloped through the forest, his laughter carrying a lighthearted warmth.
Shye couldn't help but recall the desperate apology from his little sister when he teased her about killing him.
Now, he was certain the effects of the soul poison were long gone.
Maia was finally back to her old self.
With a heavy thorn lifted from his heart, Shye could finally focus more on his war preparations, a slight bounce returning to his step.
Soon, he arrived at the hidden ogre clan cave, where he was greeted by Nookie, who was on sentry duty.
"M-Master, is the matter with the prisoners already resolved?" the little necrollin asked, slightly anxious.
Nookie felt guilty, struggling to forgive himself for such a failure.
Shye, of course, understood the turmoil in his tamed monster's heart.
