Bab 4145: Out

"It was a nice battle," she said after a moment of silence. "It was," I replied.

"Redyn Silverstone, Hazal Adanes," she introduced. "Marxin Yerib, Kirgos," I replied, and her eyes sharpened.

"You are not Marxine," she said, and she was absolutely sure of it. "Just like you are not, Redyn Silverstone," I replied with a smile and she glared.

The only thing they share is their race and the water element. The last time I had Redyn was one and a half months ago. She was still at the absolute limit.

Though, that is not why I am so sure she is not Redyn.

I am sure because I had seeded her. So, I can tell with absolute certainty that she isn't Redyne.

"See ya," I said and turned before walking away. Keeping the shield on my back in case she attacked. She likely not, but you could never tell with the people.

"Wait," she called as I took a few steps forward.

I stopped and turned toward her before arching my brow in question.