"Then I'm to assume you know her?" Veremos asked, his voice a low rumble, slowly urging his horse forward. The towering figure of his Ankia stood steadfast beside him, casting an imposing shadow over the land.
"I wouldn't say I know her, but we Anika have a unique connection. It seems weird to say, but it's the truth." Aimon replied with a serene smile, her gaze stren as it remained fixed on Lilith.
Veremos's eyes took on a dim, eerie blue glow, emphasizing his determination. "That just makes it all the more easier, doesn't it? Get her away from that king... he is mine to kill. Maybe then, I can focus on ending Terence."
Aimon's voice, a gentle whisper on the wind, held a note of concern. "Hai hai, please don't be reckless." She stifled a yawn, her form beginning to disintegrate into countless shimmering particles that danced on the breeze, leaving a sense of magic lingering in the air.