Sylvia heard the growling and crying from the saber. She began to fell more and more sorry for it, it was almost painful. She could only imagine what the beast went through on this island when they crashed landed. Because, despite how bad they become, the huntress doubted that the plants hurt this saber this much single-handedly. She could only pray for it to be alright...that the Light will give it strength through this ordeal.<br/><br/>**********************************************<br/><br/>It came to pass that the two Draenei came to Azure Watch and showed the other villagers the saber. Sylvia looked to Fulana, the memory of the needy smell she got from her still haunting her nose, reminding her of what the opportunity she would get the next time they were alone together. It was something that needed to be talked about. And it was most certainly going to be a conversation.<br/><br/>She then looked back to the saber, still worried about him...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>