"That was stupid…" Raven huffed, having just been told about the stunt pulled by Helga's daughters.
"Young hot spirit, I bet they think their mother is invincible, and that's why they went so far without worrying about any injury," Mel explained, baring her mind.
"I think I saw Helga crying," Amedith whispered in the background, yet still managing to draw everyone's attention to him.
Few people had seen Helga cry: Raven, her late husband, her daughters, and now a handful of others. Perhaps Moeria was amongst that small group as well, but who could tell but the spirit herself. Trying to move past the topic, Raven cast his gaze down on the map of Hamleth's scattered kingdoms.
