With Estelle gone, Neveah was left seeing to Dante.
Other than the numbness in his right hand that was swiftly spreading, Dante would be just fine.
It was only that he would not be at his strongest for the next few hours, which brought about another cause for concern.
The satchel Neveah wore on her back weighed down heavily, Neveah was not sure if it was the satchel itself or just her own thoughts.
But Neveah knew within this satchel was whatever it was Lord Decaron had been ordered to escort back to the citadel.
'Lord Decaron must have handed it to Estelle believing it would be in safer hands if they brought it to the Dragon King.' Neveah's wolf thought to her.
'Indeed, but they could not have guessed then that the troll golem would appear and neither going to the Dragon King nor returning to the camp is an option at this time.' Neveah thought back to her wolf.
