Chapter XXIII • Maia
Under no circumstances, at all, have I ever thought that getting attacked in broad daylight would only happen in stories…

And yet, hither I am, next to Severin, whom I’ve never seen look so… calm and inscrutable … at an armed, trouble-making bunch who presumably followed us from today's raid.

I defensively keep one of my hands hovering over my dagger’s grip, ready to unsheathe it the moment one of these weaponed men makes a single move. My other hand is clutching a sack containing what is supposed to be today’s meal, and I guess I… have to put this aside, for now.

We do not want this to go to waste now, do we?

“Have you ever been in a fight like this, Severin?” I whisper to the green-haired man next to me, who is standing with one foot forward. I can see his other hand hidden, fingers stiffly curled inwards and ready to conjure an element. “The kind of fight where you are outnumbered and you lack the experience?”

“No,” he whispers back, his gaze unwavering. I catch his eyes watchi
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