DO THE RIGHT THING

     Like the rumors suggested, the army from nearby cities finally reached Gravif, driving out the looters and putting an end to the elves who refused to do their jobs and abused the power they held over the poor. Gravif's elves, trained specifically to protect the king, were formidable but few in number. From the gossip I overheard in the Rusty Chalice, there were about 350 elves in the city, mostly patrolling around Megino and the surrounding districts.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, I stepped outside to see the situation with my own eyes. The city was transforming – people receiving aid, supply crates lining the streets, tents pitched in the ruins of houses, healers at every corner. Things were beginning to look hopeful.

"Monro..." I muttered, the name leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. "I can't trust Hana and Ela. I need to find out if he's really as terrible as they say."