"What kind of poison are you spouting, Amanir?"
Linthia emerged from the darkness.
Her steps were light as a feather, almost like she was floating, and she was with Ethan.
"A thief like you advising others?" She scoffed, finding the situation to be funny. "Please leave the poor lady alone."
"Linthia?" Amanir snarled and crossed his ears like he was crossing his arms. "Back so soon? It was peaceful when you're not around."
"I was sent back by His Majesty—because he could not trust you protecting them," Linthia gestured for Ethan to sit down on the side. "You even let him walk around by himself? What are you going to do if a voidal monster caught him?"
"But he's fine, isn't he?" Amanir retorted.
"Yes, and that's because of me," Linthia nudged her chin at Ethan. "I found him wandering out of the border."
