Trish glanced around, led him to a corner of the plaza, and after confirming no one was eavesdropping, leaned slightly closer to Ron.
Such a close gesture would never have occurred a few weeks ago, but now it seemed natural.
"I usually don't disclose this to others."
She whispered, with an uncharacteristic honesty in her voice:
"But considering our relationship...as compatriots and collaborators, I think you're entitled to know this."
The brown-haired girl paused, seemingly choosing her words carefully: "In fact, Li Yue comes from the Fire Stream Tribe in the south of the Black Mist Jungle. She is one of the few survivors."
Ron's eyebrow raised; the name seemed somewhat familiar: "Fire Stream Tribe? I think I saw that name in the School archives."
"Your memory is quite impressive." Trish nodded approvingly, her fingers caressing the Magic Stone Bag at her waist:
