Chat Between A Mother And A Daughter
Arthur kept his silence and played dead while listening to more of the infos the master here received all the time.
The fights going all around the city were a success. All lycans were caught off guard and killed. She tried to search prisoners and didn't manage to receive a bird's wing about one until a couple hours later.
"Those bastards! They seemed dead fixed on committing suicide even when they have the chance to live," the master angrily said while Arthur heard the old lady stand up and move towards her.
"Don't worry, at least you got one prisoner."
"He is poisoned by one arrow," the master seemed annoyed, "it was the black long's arrow."
"Damn it! Your luck is bad!"
"I know," the master sighed, "they couldn't stop him from commiting suicide except with such arrow."
"It will wipe his head clean," the old lady said in a worried tone, "you need a reliable source of intel about those lycans. Who knows what they are up to!"