Speaking To The Souls Of Fallen Victims

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"The flames these died from… They're strange." Aegir said, analyzing some of the corpses. "They possess the divine power of the Red Orb, Drake."

"What?" I asked in surprise. "Are you sure? I can feel a faint power within their corpses, the blazing flames that burned them were certainly strong, perhaps in the divine level but…"

"Whoever did this atrocity is using my brother's fragments for it…" Aegir gritted her teeth, her blue eyes growing furious. "I won't forgive them…"

She became really serious out of the blue. It made me wonder if she was really as old as she says. Or perhaps, even if she was quite old, she lacks enough experience in life to be able to… well, react less to these kind of things.

"Yeah, I won't either." I nodded. "Though we have little clues who could had done it, there's a way to find out a bit more. But for that, we need to first offer these people a proper burial so they can pass away peacefully."