There is one hour to wait before the sun rises in this area. During the wait, Senya shared a lot of tales, and this makes their time passing joyfully.

She is such a talkative girl, in which, what she enjoys about her a lot. In this way also, she learns more things about the land, which more sounded like legends and folktales she only could read in books back to Earth.

She listens eagerly to all of Senya's story. According to her, these are also the stories that her father used to tell her every time her father came back home. But one day, he never comes back anymore and she could see the sadness in her eyes, even Senya smile cheerfully, she could tell.

Undeniably, Senya misses her father, as how much as she misses her own dad, King Lionel… her Daddy also used to shared folktales with the twins before bedtime.

Wind… yet the wind is cooler. She fills her chest with fresh air then release them.

The sun would show up soon, and she was excited to see more lands.

Suddenly, the wind swirls strongly. She is having an unpleasant feeling about this as how the wind is becoming fierce, and now it began slamming the trees. The one they climbed up also began swaying violently. The wind behaving like; it wanted to take them away.

"Senya!" she noticed that Senya is having a hard time holding on the tree.

"Sister Harrah! Aaahh!"

"Hold on!" she yells at Senya. She tried to reach her, but this wind, it is impossible to move closer toward the girl.

Could this be a storm? But the weather is good earlier. Then suddenly this strong wind appeared.

Maybe this is the same storm-like-wind that separates her from Iore and Vice General Zen. Either they will fall from this tree, the worse is, when this storm sucks them up.

"Senya! Hold on tight!" she stretched her arm one more time, but Senya struggled to take her hand.

"Sister Hah—"

"Senya!" she yells horribly.

Senya was taking away by the wind. She was shocked watching her flew away. She could recall it like slow motion in front of her, playing repeatedly.

"Senya!" she screamed, but the wind only swallowed her voice. At this rate, she cannot just think of herself. She must save Senya and stop this storm.

But how she could fight this monstrous storm-like-wind?

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Harrahina looks up. A vast of dark thick clouds forming above this ridge and moving toward the town. And it tries to suck anything underneath of it. She must summon her sword, the flame dragon.

Harrah paused, if she does that, the knights could feel her presence. Iore already warned her about this. She cannot just take out the Red Dragon Sword now that she is keeping her identity as a secret. Then what weapon she must use?

She has to make a quick decision, and so she jumps off from the tree, deciding nothing yet. Harrah recalled all the training she does with the Guardians.

The enemy she has to fight is a wind-type.

Wind— the fire won't work against it.

Water— it can not defeat it either.

Think Harrah! She encourages herself. While floating in the air, she closes her eyes.