บท 340: Voice of the Wild, Guardian of the Forest, Nature's Puppeteer, Lurking Wolf

The woman hurried through the wide open door and froze at what she found in the room. Bound tightly in rope was a young frail girl sleeping in an untidy bed. There were scratches all over her body and fresh cuts probably from the rough treatment she received from the rogues.

Her hands had been tied behind her back and the knot around her legs connected to them, keeping her in an uncomfortable position that didn't allow her any relief.

Salty trails of the deluge of tears she'd let down could still be seen staining her innocent face. One look at the girl was enough to realise that she had cried herself to sleep and run out of energy to struggle against the ropes that bound her.