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“Where did she go to?” Avyanna almost yelled as she rushed out of the tavern in search of Nyssa. Cold wind hitting against her skin and her frost begging to be let loose, loosed against Nyssa.
“She left already” Drazhan replied dryly as he followed behind.
“We have to follow behind her, she knows something concerning the slave, she knows about Axel,” she continued like Drazhan had not been in there with her when the mighty seer said those words and more. She was only giving them reasons why her death would have to come quick.
“I heard her, Avyanna,” he replied coldly and walked past her towards the horses.
“We have to stop her Drazhan,” she snapped following and stomping toward him. Rage began fueling her heart and the thought of killing Nyssa herself slowly began to creep int
