Neveah kept her footsteps quiet as she walked through the forest, her senses tuned to pick up even the slightest fluctuation in the atmosphere.
The forest appeared to be devoid of life, perhaps it was the effect of dark magic, Neveah could not tell exactly.
Neveah knew she could not be certain of anything, when it came to dark magic, she just had to be cautious.
It was dangerous being out here in the forest alone while they were under attack and Neveah knew Menarx would be deeply worried, but she was grateful for his trust.
It could not have been easy to leave Neveah by herself at this time, but Menarx knew Neveah stood the best chance to swiftly and stealthily handle the dark fairies.
Precisely because while the dark fairies would have been well prepared to keep their location hidden from the dragons, they could not have prepared for Neveah.
