Mana Ties, Part Eleven

The four of them walked through the streets of Telvan, the air thick with tension.

Lianna exchanged cautious glances with Enverna and Zura, each step feeling heavier than the last. Athene led the way with determined strides, her armor clinking softly with every movement. The city seemed to hush as they passed as if the very streets were eavesdropping on their mission. 

Lianna decided to break the palpable silence.

"So, Athene, how many followers of the Constellations have you encountered?"

Athene remained focused on the path ahead, her response measured.

"I've encountered a few, each with their own ideals and objectives."

Lianna sensed an opportunity to gather information.

"Anyone interesting? I mean, apart from me, obviously."

Athene's gaze remained fixed a stern expression on her face.

"I cannot afford to disclose such information. Just because I'm not severing your head from your shoulders does not mean I trust you."