In the treetop sat four people—three boys and a girl, all with brown hair and blue eyes.
Standing on one of the branches, the girl said, "Do we really need to send so many people? We've already captured this woman before."
"Nistar, do you know where she last stopped?" said the girl's brother, hanging from the branch with just one hand.
"Guild Ilsa, I know, I know. Everyone there is very strong, but the four of us are much stronger," Nistar said, plucking a red fruit and starting to eat. "Especially because if they need us to capture Itnia, all the octopus assassins who are helping us will die."
"Oh, really? You've seen this?" said the brother who was seated on the branch in front of Nistar.