Our carriage ride continued for some time, allowing me to get the full story. Sometime after I collapsed, Lord Byron sent for Soltair, informing him a message had arrived from the Divine Throne. It contained orders to head to Viriden City, where the first Demon Gate had appeared. Frustrated by some comment Lord Byron made about the current situation, Soltair commandeered his personal coach and set out immediately. Obviously reluctant, the Lord argued that Viriden City was only three or four day travel, but the Soltair explained we wouldn't make it in time if they had to wait for me to recover. Judging by our current scenario, it was obvious who won. What's more, I'd been asleep for almost two days, meaning our arrival would happen around nightfall.
"Now that you're all caught up, are you ready to fight demons?" Soltair asked excitedly.
Trithe barked a short laugh, staring at him sideways. "Are you kidding? She can barely sit up straight right now, much less use any useful magic."
