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Borren marched down the last corridor. The lass is inside the room right in front of him was captured last night during the raid. She’s supposed to be a Silvie, or a healer mage but last night she told Borren a different story.
“I’m not a Silvie, I promise.”
“Right… And I am not a Poman."
"And like any other Poman, you are naive."
"Shush. Don’t make my night shift any more difficult."
"I’m telling you I am not a Silvie!!"
"Nonetheless I won’t let you out."
"You have to!”
“Why so? You’re clearly not a Poman.”
He looked inside the prison cell through the small door window; just to check if he’s right. And he is. No child of a Poman had ever given birth to a pale haired kindling.
“See?Your hair is so pale… almost like the Juvan goddesses. I would have assumed you are one if you weren’t walking on the earth and helping out the Moricans. Those goddesses are prude and dislikes to be stained by mortals. Not to mention Silvies and Moricans had always been plotting against us."
"That’s because you Pomans are so cruel to the four smallest kingdoms.”
“That’s their problem!!! Not yours. Moricans are rich enough to invade Dastar, while you Silvies are too precious to the world that no one dare touch you. Suicidal bastards.”
“Do not mock the Silvie race!!”
“Oh so you do admit you are a Silvie.”
“I… I did not say that. Nonetheless you must free me before dawn. Please”
“No means no..”
“You can’t keep me here. Please. You might regret this Poman. Free me, I beg you.”
His shift had ended a few hours ago. By midnight another guard came and replaced his post. He’s supposedly free for the night but what the Silvie had told him kept on running through his head.
"Before dawn? Why dawn. She does look young, maybe she snuck out of her house just to help out the Moricans. Impossible. Why would she say I’d be the one regretting it.”
He couldn’t help himself but check her, right before the sun rise.
The moment Borren turned at the last corridor, he was shocked to see bright light escaping from the door window.
“Did someone broke her out?!"
He shook the idea. There will be no light even if the walls are broken, it’s still the brink to dawn. He quickly opened the door only to see one of the prison walls glowing bright. The wall had changed from granite to stained glass and escaping from the glow is a hand almost as big as the lass.
"I’m so sorry Poman. I did not mean to. But you did not listen to me either, so I guess this makes us even.”
“What did you do?!”
“I told you… You cannot keep me in here."
The enormous hand grabbed her and pulled her in. Before being engulfed by the light she stared at Borren. He had never seen it before, but now he realized that her eyes were as pale as her hair. Her gaze dug deep into him, leaving Borren frozen in his stance. Just watching.
The light soon engulfed both her and the hand. Then the wall returned to what it was supposed to be, dirty granite. Borren fell on his knees and found himself shaking. Only one race had the ability to do such magic. And this race had not interacted with the ground creatures for years… and if they do…
He hurriedly removed his arm plate and stared at his skin. The eye of a snake with it’s pupils at the shape of a cherub was embossed on him. He could feel it’s bumps and could see the dark surface.
He thought his heart stopped at the sight of it.
"She… she IS a goddess? N… NoooOOO!!"
Borren punched the ground with his marked arm. He’s now cursed to forever serve the Juvan race. Not only that… He had also become a reserved food for who ever is the parent of the girl she mistook for a Silvie. Offered to who ever owned the hand that took her, in exchange for forgiveness. Borren was her escape goat. She returned to her mother, promising a meal, just to be forgiven for meddling with the ground creatures.