The stars are scant, and the moon is bright.
"So, have you thought it over?" Edwin looked at Hewinia, who sat by the window. "We don't really need to keep waiting here, do we?"
Hewinia glanced at Edwin, "You're no longer interested in that corpse piece?"
"Of course, I am, but I feel there's no hope left, at least not with that person," Edwin shrugged, "You beat him up pretty horribly a few days ago. If he's not out of his mind, he probably won't dare bother you again... at least not alone, so it's not much use for us to wait here any longer."
Hewinia did not speak, only tapping the magic wand lightly, appearing thoughtful.
Two days passed, and Hewinia's wounds had fully healed, but she hadn't left. She wanted another chance to act against Rocky, for missing this opportunity might mean a long wait to find the next corpse fragment holder.
