“How did you do that?” Erma asked Ada as they feast on loaves of wheat bread in what looks like a tavern located at one of the busy streets of Castra Benandi. They left the fortress after bringing their wounded teammates to the infirmary. She felt invigorated quickly after drinking a healing potion, even though her wounds aren’t that bad. Luckily, Erma wasn’t wounded at all, so they had this chance to tour the city.
“Did what?” she asked back to her friend, brows arching in confusion.
Erma pouted in frustration. “How were you able to match their speed?”
“Did I? I don’t know? Maybe they just slowed down a little? You know, all creatures have their limits.” Her face almost distorted as she replied to her chimera friend’s queries. She isn’t sure if she’s really innocent o
