Redsand Canyon kote

Currently occupying internal territory #12, Bloodstained Beach

Kote- glory, might

Kynareth was gone.

Simran slogged deeper into the water.

The Saints weren’t numerous, they hadn’t been when they’d come aboard, but they were even more so now, their numbers fallen to catastrophic levels.

Simran inhaled.

Technically, their contract wasn’t fulfilled. They couldn’t leave. And they wouldn’t, they assured themself internally. They wouldn’t leave Nyra or anyone among this place they called home, even if it fell apart around them.

They shook their head, dipping their nose into the water to drink. Too many thoughts for one day, Simran. Save some for tomorrow.