'The Southern Healer' Arial mutter under his breath. Before Arial could even approach the Southern Healer, something else happened.
From the corner of the yard, the voice of a woman sounded, a cold voice laced with anger. And the crowd around the person disperses away.
'You have finally come out from your sleep, Montesquieu! I have been waiting long and you know my temperament. I hate waiting!' She screamed and the crowd around that person disperses revealing to Arial the Western Serpent.
Arial frowned.
'She is the Western Serpent' Arial had met with some of the so called disciples of the Western Serpent and he never had a good impression of her.
Arial did not doubt for a second that the woman at the corner of that yard, is the true Western Serpent.