Chapter 33

“I will grant you your stories sound a lot like the ones passed on from our elders, but one fact remains. How could yours be true if those stories I heard as a young huntress almost five seasons ago?” Kita asked, her smile now had faded, and one eyebrow was raised.

“Only five seasons?” Ean asked, scratching his head, a slightly confused look on his face as he looked to Rector.

“One season is ten of our years Ean, have you already forgotten the basics for this plane?” Rector sighed, shaking his head with a slight smirk.

“Your seasons are shorter than ours?” Kita asked her curiosity now piqued.

“Considerably, when we arrive at your elders, they can verify what we have told you, and more,” Rector said, rolling his shoulders and stretching his neck, a smile appearing on his lips as he inspected his body, “This cream is amazing, I still need a wash to remove the blood, but most of the seriousness of my wounds are settled.”

“Most of the savageness from the storm has passed, so before th