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Rhea and Draven walked out of the street of The Den Of Pleasure. Her footsteps increased, she walked along the road at a fast pace, it was like she was anxiously trying to run away from some invincible forces. In truth, it was because she feared Cal would soon catch up to her as he was aware she had a friend in The Den Of Pleasure.

Just as Rhea and Draven were about to reach the location where they would catch a public carriage, Rhea suddenly sensed the wind becoming stronger. She became alarmed and swiftly halted her steps, and immediately pushed Draven aside. Just as she pushed him away, a blade narrowly missed him and struck the ground where he had just been standing.

Rhea felt her stomach drop as she recognized who's magic was that, and she turned and saw who threw the blade at Draven. "Cal!"