“Well, that was a waste of time,” Haribelle muttered to Ravelina. Both of them had organized search groups. Both of them had spent the day combing the woods just outside of Cyrrillest, looking for any sign of Lyria or her captors. Neither of them had found anything.
“There must be something,” Ravelina replied. She glanced around her as though she thought her missing friend would simply jump out from behind a bush, laughing and smiling as always.
“Are you sure Caldien said southwest?” Haribelle asked, her voice whiny and tense. Ravelina gave her a look, and Haribelle suppressed a small smile as she said, “sorry.”
Ravelina nodded curtly. “Let’s try one more time,” she suggested. “We could have missed something. The others haven’t finished their search areas anyway, so we may as well.” Har
