บท 823: Majestic Purple Sun

Eris rushed with the fairies as Aella returned to check what Merida was up to. Even though they told them not to act, she seemed to be about to do something rash. With what they knew of Merida's quick temper, she'd probably engage the army if they sneezed.

"Lady Eris, are you sure you can handle the Shallon alone?" The fairy looked at her with a worried face. "I know you have a divine core and you're starting on the path of a demi-god, but you aren't invisible."

"Mistress of powerful! Pin knows that a mere wizard won't stand in her presence. It'll be a great murder." Pin sniffed the air, "I can smell it from here, like dung rotting on the side of the road in a hot summer. It's absolutely delightful, the stench of death."