Later that night, Arya woke up early in the morning to prepare herself to go to the Lindwyrm Kingdom with Arthur.
Her sisters, the warriors of the village, mourned her departure.
"Sister Arya, do you really have to go? Why venturing into dangers when you can stay here? Away from those cruel humans in upper land?" One of the female warriors of the village asked, whilst braiding Arya's long black hair.
"I know… But I must answer the call. Besides, we have been found. It only matters of time before another Upper Lander comes to us. Until then, we must be prepared for the whole new era."
The other female warriors who were tending her dress listened pensively.
"It's done, sister."
When Arya opened her eyes, she found herself already donned in the finest robe that she ever wore in her life.
She looks taller and sexier in this dress.
Her natural beauty was really visible after her peers tended herself into a magnificent jade beauty.