Some form of reply must have been given but Yeolani wasn’t hearing the fairy souls. He could only comprehend one side of the conversation. With an effort, he expanded his listening and realized that he was hearing the fairies’ reply, but the language still eluded him. Were they even capable of spoken words? Impressions only came to him. He sensed grief, confusion, a rallying around each other to struggle in their comprehension of what had happened to them.
“Well, can I give you another body? Can I somehow give you another purpose too? It is not safe to follow the magicians anymore,” Honiea insisted.
The fairy spirits replied something incomprehensible, but the tone sounded bitterly angry or frustrated. The squeaky little minds began coalescing, coming to a consensus.
“But you cannot pas
