Ice Valkyrie (++), Cristina Spencer, Heir of the Noble House of Valenwood
Imperial Calendar: Year 1596, Month 10, Day 17
Northern Empire, Cold City
Cristina slightly lowered her head as she apologized to Lord Juan, the lord of the city.
-We won't continue with the mission; it's beyond our capacity, I'm very sorry...
It had been about three hours since she had brought an injured César back to the inn. She had undressed him, and with the help of Angela, they treated his wounds, bandaged him, and gave him low-quality regeneration potions. His condition was terrible, but not critical—nothing major beyond his arm and a few broken ribs, a cut on his chest, and some bruises. Although for a normal person these injuries would be crippling, César's body had begun to heal itself... quite a remarkable sight... but even so, his last words were still fresh in her mind...
