Elena's appearance in the sky went unnoticed by almost everyone.
Almost.
Evan had just finished decapitating something that could only be described as an unsettling cross between a squirrel and a spider when he shifted his attention away from the battlefield and toward the sky, where he felt a strong presence making itself known.
It wasn't the only one. He sensed four others, appearing at different points across the city, some to the north, others to the west and south, and this one to the east, where his sector of the battlefield was.
'It's that woman from before,' he thought, recognizing her immediately.
He hadn't known much about her at the time of their first encounter, but in the days that followed he had learned more, about the council members of the BranLeaf Association branch, and where she fit among them.
Firstborn of the current duke. An Elite at the peak of B-rank. Capable and well-regarded, seated among the council of this Association branch.
