How Do You Control Fire?

Vyrena did not hesitate. She picked up all her belongings and followed them. After a few days of travelling while keeping up with her training, she came upon the small hut where Pigeon was. 

Upon entering, the typewriter came back to life. It clicked and clacked as a fresh sheet of paper was stamped with words and sentences. 

{Vyrena, I heard you've been hard at work.}

Vyrena smiled as she looked at the words written on the page. She quickly typed her follow up reply. 

[It's good to see you and speak to you again, Pigeon. I hope you bring me some good news.]

{Indeed I do. I have informed the other side. Preparations are being made as we speak. Whenever the time is right, things can begin moving.}

[Sounds good. Also, I wanted to inform you. We found]

Before Vyrena could finish typing her sentence, for the first time, Pigeon cut her off.