So Master Evan was preparing an intermediate spell, not just spectating. Has he mastered even an intermediate spell? That's so cool! Eva's eyes lit up again as she looked at Evan. All of the disappointment in her heart was instantly wiped away, and she turned to Mag with a fierce expression. "Exactly! What gives an outsider like you the right to speak ill about Master Evan? He's clearly not the type of person you proclaim him to be!"
Mag was feeling rather speechless as he looked at Eva. This woman was completely hopeless.
"Alright, that's enough. Let's keep going; we have to get to the Illusionary Mist Valley before noon." Sivir looked into Eva's eyes with a serious expression, and said, "Eva, Mr. Mag and the others saved your life just then. You have to be grateful to your benefactors; that is the mercenary way, and a value that our Rose Mercenary Squad has always upheld. I hope you can remember that."
