Redhawk Caldera there is a divinity that sleeps inside your scars

It lingers a little awkwardly between them but Lagan eventually speaks up, noticing her wounds are seeping more now than they had been. She heaves a sigh and looks over at her shoulder. She needs to find help tending to it soon. Instead, she turns to the boy and nods his head. “Yeah, someone attacked me while I was out,” she explains, wrinkling her nose. “I was looking for Raven. Have you seen her?”