Jaith.

The Land of Got.

"Kie Azholophased, step forward."

A guard of Got called, standing at the front of the bars of the prison which was holding Kie and the rest in.

"Go, you're called."

Samantha tugged him in the side, raising her head from his shoulder. But Kie replied softly to her,

"I won't leave you here all by yourself."

Sam stared at him for a while, then looked away to the guard.

"He's here."

He called at the guard who beckoned at him to hurry out immediately. Sam pushed him to stand up, defending,

"Today won't be the first time you'd be leaving me in the care of Hanik's men."

Kie stood up, arguing,

"But that's different. It was all for your sake. To get an answer from the --"

Realizing that he had spoken out of his intent, he gulped the remaining words and walked away from her towards the gate of the prison.

"From the what?"

Sam moved towards him, but he halted and turned slightly,

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