As if the morning was also anticipating the big day for Iliya, Peregrin and the ViNenar sà, the youngest squad from the Elvish army.
They all got out from the walls of the city to the nearest mountain where their leader briefed them.
Only if they knew how much danger they were running right into. Even so, as a leader, Peregrin knew better than anyone else that every little detail matters when it came down to secret missions.
Iliya held her sword in her hand, glancing at it like it was the first time she had ever seen it.
With a deep sigh, she closed her eyes and brought the sword to her chest.
"To be one with one's weapon, one must accept whatever comes with and from it" Peregrin said, approaching Iliya.
Iliya opened her eyes and glanced at his squad. "Are they ready?"
"Are you?" Peregrin retorted.