A Bitter End for Her

Frozen in confusion, Tia watched as the fox lady run off. Shortly, Zal and Eric appeared, rushing.

"Tia!"

"Ah, Mr. Zal…"

The two looked all jacked up, especially the knight captain who had a bleeding on his forehead. Zal did not get any physical injury as he was not an organic creature.

"You're wounded. Here, have some potion."

"I, I'm fine. But Gregory…"

"Where is he?"

"He got thrown into a building."

"I'll search him. Where did Lady Tarte go?" Eric wondered, observing his surroundings.

"Oh, she made a run for it."

Both men glanced at her at once, "What?"

"I don't know why, but she totally lost it when she saw that device you gave me, Mr. Zal. She stole it from me and escaped."

The white-haired man raised his eyebrows, "How on earth—tsk! Where did she go?"

"Over there through that road," Tia pointed out. "She yelled something while running. I'm sorry, I don't know what she said."