A good conversation

Erik's curiosity was piqued as Rebecca's story unfolded. Her voice softened as she recounted an intense memory.

"You know, there was a time my mother brought me to Frant to assist with a grave situation," she said, her gaze distant. "They were facing an invasion because of a thaid. The Heniate, I believe it was called."

Erik's eyes widened as he recognized the name. "The Heniate?" he exclaimed. "I've heard of it. A monstrous Thaid that caused untold destruction. Do you know if Frant killed it?"

Rebecca shook her head, her expression thoughtful. "I'm not sure. We were only there briefly during a chaotic period. The Heniate was a menace like no other, and I heard it was in their territory for a lot of time."

They sat in silence for a moment; both lost in thought, the weight of the memories heavy in the room.