The next moment, Kiyae sighed deeply. "Now, there is some problem within their community, and we haven't been hearing much from them, so..."
The two of them separated from the hug, and Kiyae glanced around with narrowed eyes. There were screaming everywhere, smoke rising in the air from the tribal village and the deafening roars of animals from the Sacred Forest.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Kiyae proceeded to look at the mirror on the ground, tilting her head in confusion. "Also, isn't that the treasured heirloom of Linqin's tribe?"
Cecil didn't waste time explaining the situation to Kiyae, but not exposing where Hana and K'xug had gone. She told Kiyae they were settling some other business.
"..."
"..."
"So it's that devil that the captain partnered on a whim again," Kiyae clicked her tongue in disapproval, her gaze was fierce. "We forged close bonds with all the Sen tribes, there is no way we would sit back and watch their downfall."
"Hahaha!"