"News reached me of the Nynthrall Yilar's appearance," she replied, her expression darkening momentarily. "That lowly, sickening bastard!"
"The same creature we battled in the Desert Valley." Her fingers traced the hilt of the ceremonial dagger at her waist. "I came to ensure his permanent demise."
Raayani has been searching for Yilar since the time she met him in the desert valley; she wanted to kill him for trying to kidnap her daughter.
Jolthar looked stoic; for a second, he remained still as Hamen's expression was changing again. He just sighed; he thought he was a composed one, but in the face of Jolthar, a young man who was not half his age, he was making him feel this way.
Jolthar then gestured toward the ashes scattered by the growing wind. "Oh, I just killed him and burned him to ashes."
A surprise flickered across Raayani's features. "What?! You fought him and killed him too!"
"As expected of my boy, you indeed have gotten stronger, darling."
