[Same Day.]
The Conquerors and players all sat around the tree, with countless emotions and thoughts moving in their heads.
Getting defeated so easily didn't sit well with them, especially Blood-Arrow.
White-Death moved her gaze around the group, stood up, and walked towards her sister; who sat some meters from the tree...
"Sister?"
She called out in a low voice.
Blood-Arrow looked over her shoulder, and gave a small smile.
"Are you ok?" Maria asked again.
Blood-Arrow turned her head to the distance:
"It's nothing, Maria."
"No. No. No, there's something wrong with you." Maria walked forward, and sat beside Blood-Arrow; then turned to her side profile.
"Is it because of the battle?" She asked after some hesitation.
Blood-Arrow looked up at the night sky, and sighed deeply:
"I thought being an Immortal, I'll be able to fight beside Michael... But it seems all that was a child wish. There are more-powerful enemies out there." She turned to White-Death.
