Chapitre 48: HIATUS

Nothing came out.

"Ahem! Rosarsio, the sword!" Still no result.

Sisa pushed a water lily-shaped red stone in Aildrin's palm before rushing to save her children.

"Dang!" Aildrin said. He stored the stone in his inventory and the bow reappeared in his hand. He did not know what to expect, and he was not even sure if the NPCs in Fitz could be resurrected.

"Stan! Sven!" Sisa said when she appeared by the doorway, barely catching her breath.

"Ma, stay away!" the older of the two kids said. Two figures in black cloaks pointed daggers at their throats.

Meanwhile, Aildrin crouched near the doorway, not yet revealing himself.

"Please let them go... What do you want?" Sisa raised both of her hands in surrender.

"Despair and death for all members of the Blood Sirens," the tallest cloaked figure said in a ghastly voice.

"No!" But Sisa's plea for mercy was too late.

Blood showered on the wooden floor and hope fled Sisa's eyes. She lost her footing and fell on her knees.