( Night of the attack)
" something like that."
Naya felt chills run through her skin with the slave's sudden change of tone. Through the dark, she could see other black-dressed men hiding behind the trees. Something feels off, she took a step back and made to protest when the black man blows a white powder to her face.
" What's this?" she coughed roughly, feeling her throat choked.
The slave and the masked man watched her slowly black out after some seconds, and immediately, he grabbed her and threw her over his shoulder. He and the slave looked at each other and exchanged a nod before the slave sneaked back while he hurriedly began to run with Elora on his shoulder.
Larsen stood still panting with his hardened face. He closed his eyes, concentrating on his hearing, when he picked up
