Sister Faladal was more than happy to receive the tangleweed from Cydonia. After rewarding the Seraphim with a couple of coins and a good belt, she didn’t waste any time getting back to her concoctions.
“Thank you again, Sword Sister! Now, I can get back to my research. Hm, where did I put that book, I wonder?” said Sister Faladal as she went straight to a nearby bookcase.
“You are welcomed.” said Cydonia before turning around to leave the temple.
I should head off to meet with commander Romata. she thought as she stepped out.
Cydonia didn’t bother with returning to her room to gather her stuff, the sword and armor she wore were enough. With a calm and relaxed step, she began her journey towards the Bellevue garrison, but just as she was about to step out of the monastery grounds, one of the novices came running towards her.
“Sword Sister! Sword Sister!” shouted the woman.
The Seraphim stopped and looked back. The woman appeared to be in distress. Tears flowed down her cheeks, and her hands trembled in fear.
“Al Taro, Sword Sister! I am Novice Imue, and I seek your help!” she said.
“I understand, what is it sister?”
“Our sister, Nimues, was kidnapped by robbers. I saw tracks leading to the old river cave, near Silver Creek. I beg of you, Seraphima, please save her!” said the novice with tears in her eyes.
So those scoundrels dared to kidnap one of the novices. I can only imagine what they will do to her if no one goes to her rescue! thought Cydonia before she smiled gently to the woman and told her “Do not worry, Novice Imue, I will rescue our sister.”
“Thank you, Seraphima! Taro es Victor!” she said with a bow of her head, relieved to hear such words of hope.
I must hurry! she thought as she clenched the hilt of her sword and dashed towards the woods, in the direction of the river cave.