Pya looked on in admiration of her older sister. She hadn't been taught that sort of magic, just spells to heal. She followed close behind Syiera, her sword drawn. There were already Bogey men in the shadows and they scared her. She wasn't wanting to do this. She kept getting a bad feeling about it. To comfort her, she struck up a conversation with her sister.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffbf00">My Queen, doesn't the black night seem familiar to you? I keep thinking I've met him before. Do you feel the same?</span>She suddenly stopped talking and nodded her head to in front of them.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffbf00">I see men. You want our soldiers to take care of them?</span>There were a few figures up ahead.