'I can't stay here for long. Lith needs me.' Solus thought, forcing herself to regain control of her emotions.
She took a scan of the crowd and the murder scene with her amulet, requesting support from the local constables and the Knight Guard with maximum priority.
'If there's any clue left, they'll find it.' She took off with an excuse and let go of her body, returning to the stone ring at Lith's finger. 'I know that you are suffering. I know how bad this is for you.
"But Elfiam is not Carl, and you are not Derek McCoy anymore. I don't care what you'll do to the culprit, but please don't let Elfiam's death undo everything you've done to become a better person.'
'Elfiam may not be Carl, but he's just like him.' Lith replied with fury. 'And I am Derek McCoy and always will be!'
The trail ran far and away into the noble district of Amrok, stopping in front of a luxurious gate of enchanted metal surrounded by a powerful set of arrays worthy of a powerful household.
