Manco's expression darkened as the woman—Lirien—spoke, her anger matched only by the unspoken weight between them. Their young mistress, Lady Ilyana, the heir of the Azure Blossom Sect, was now a captive of the Crimson Serpent Sect. Once, their lives had been simple: serving the sect, ensuring Ilyana's needs were met, and guarding her path toward becoming the next master of the sect. But now, that life had been reduced to a desperate mission to save the last shred of their once-glorious legacy.
"We have to act fast," Manco said, his voice low but firm. "Every moment we wait is another chance for them to tighten their grip on her."
Lirien nodded, though the doubt in her eyes was evident. "Ilyana… she's strong, but she's just a child. And with Vitaliara gone—" Her voice caught, and she shook her head, composing herself. "How did it come to this?"
Manco's jaw clenched. He didn't have to answer. They both knew how.
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