‘Ok Larcon, how do we find Finwyll?’ She asks. “And I don’t love you. It might take a little while because the bag has a spell on it so that it can hold much more than it should be able to. “Let’s see how you deal with an opponent.” I tell her as I circle around her. I remember hearing Phillon say you could look after yourself, can you fight?” I asks her bluntly hoping she can, not many women get the opportunity to learn to fight. “Yes a helpful spell that makes the inside of things like bags and sheathes bigger than they appear with no extra weight.” I tell her proud of my handiwork. “Why won’t you give me a straight answer?” Phillon roars at me his anger rising. ‘Now you’re dead.’ Seraphine’s voice pops into my head sounding ecstatic as I feel the point of her steel sword press against my back between my shoulder blades and pointed down towards my heart. I flinch in surprise when I see her face, it may have
