Toward the city

The group started moving in the direction of Testrovsc's Rest, which was their final destination. The atmosphere was laid back, but there was a trace of exhaustion in the air; after all, they had just finished fighting a draining battle.

The members of the group each took a moment to introduce themselves to Erik as they strolled along together. The woman holding the bow smiled and greeted the young man; she also frequently looked at him with curious sidelong glances as she approached. It was weird for him how a guy so young was so strong, much more than her.

"Well, since you've seen me in action, it's only fair you know my name," she began, a faint smile playing at her lips. "I'm an archer by choice and a free spirit at heart. People often tell me I have a way with air currents. You could say the wind whispers secrets to me. My name is Mira."