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Chapter 7: The Nocturna

'Un militisi virtis estretti pluz quam un ferrumis.'

A soldier's strength is more than a sharp blade.

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The fire dims as night wanes. A sleeping soldier tosses in her sleep. A faint voice echoes in her mind. 'Vittere mi, [quickly come to me].' The sound is familiar. However, the young Daemik cannot pin the pitch. 'Who's calling me?' Kiora wonders as she stirs awake. Her eyes flicker to acclimate to the dim light.

Kiora sees her guide fast asleep by the dresser. A slight pain demands her attention. Despite the need to relieve her bladder, Kiora shifts positions. She prefers to let Luce rest. Once she finds the best posture, Kiora closes her eyes. 'I'll wait till tomorrow.' She sighs. Within moments, slumber welcomes her again...

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...The full moon shines brightly over the mountain tops. Kiora walks alone.

"Luce?" She cries out-loud.

No response.