Nissa stomped her feet as she angrily marched toward her. “I am going to kill you!” Nissa's screams echoed through the walls of the vast chamber.
“Stop!” Nissa immediately halted upon hearing Zeya’s fierce command. Zeya then glanced back at her. “What are you, Ada? A mole from Qi’lentir?”
“No! I’m not a mole, for goodness sake! I don’t even know what Qi'lentir is,” she protested. “And that…” She looked down as there’s no way she’s going to clean her name anymore, not after what happened with Nissa. “I’m sorry, everyone. I didn’t mean to interfere in your battle with the elves.” She looked at the still furious Nissa. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. God! I don’t even know what’s happening with me.”
“She’s a Magian,” Cloy interrupted.
“Oh? Is it obvi
