we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"Hey, I haven't seen all that many sprites in my time. It's not for me to judge how tall they can get," Ronin says with a sly smile, giving her a squeeze as they embrace before stepping back to raise his eyebrows incredulously. "You must stop going into gardens," he informs her. "They clearly aren't good for you, even if I know Frey seems to like them." Indeed, gentle stroll seems to be dangerous for Phoebe.
Tilting his head and nodding to hear her reasoning, Ronin gestures to one of the training areas. "That is a very smart idea. What kind of things do you want to practice today? There are wooden weapons, or we could try hand-to-hand, or you can even practice some of your woodsy Frey magic if you like."
Tilting his head and nodding to hear her reasoning, Ronin gestures to one of the training areas. "That is a very smart idea. What kind of things do you want to practice today? There are wooden weapons, or we could try hand-to-hand, or you can even practice some of your woodsy Frey magic if you like."
THE DARK STAR
and continue fighting
