Helena stood squared, with her black rod over her shoulder, slowly tapping it while her gaze sat warily on Raven.
Raven was also looking with a dangerous spark dancing in her eyes.
"Where is it first?" Helena outstretched her hand, "Where is what you stole from me?"
"I can't return it to you."
Helena's brows furrowed, she glared at Raven for a few seconds and scratched her neck.
"Are you testing me? Or are you just that dumb? I helped you when you were about to be killed by Afkon, sheltered and protected you, even helped you escape, only to find out you stole my precious shield."
She took a moment to breathe.
"Usually, when someone says they have a proposal to one that they've strongly wronged, they come with a way to right their wrongs. You worm, the only way to right your wrong is to return that Ravenheart to me. Even after returning it, I don't think I'm ready to let you walk away from this place in one piece."