Divine Journey

- Hey, Kerlian, did that hunter from the tavern say anything about the nationality of our mage-researcher? It seems we're in his clutches!

- Unfortunately, I only asked about magic and his whereabouts. But I think it's a different person.
- Anter! Anter! - the elf tried to call out to his friend, hoping he was in one of the neighboring cells. But no one responded to the call. *If this bald creature has done something to him, I will find him and cut off his head*. Kerlian knew that he needed to calm down and focus all his energy on escaping, but he wasn't very good at it.