The quiet night, illuminated only by the starlight and a small campfire, seemed to invite nostalgia into Piere's heart. He sat next to Zanuba, carefully cleaning his katana, his movements calm, but his mind was trapped in the past he was recounting.
Zanuba, with her growing curiosity, continued to gaze at Piere. They had been traveling together for a while, but Zanuba felt there was much more about Piere that she didn't know, especially about his relationship with Angela, the blacksmith who had raised him and taught him everything.
"Why did Zodiac capture Angela? She looks so strong. It's hard to believe Angela could be captured just like that by someone like him," Zanuba finally asked, breaking their silence. Her voice was attentive, making Piere feel a bit more comfortable opening up.