Ren's rage simmered just beneath her skin, pulsing through her veins like wildfire. Lately, her temper had darkened, stormy, and unpredictable, much like the skies that had hung over Thegara for days. Impatience followed her like a shadow.
"You can either tell me everything," she said coldly, standing to her full height, "or I'll find out for myself." She brushed past him without looking back. "Thank you for coming."
Agara watched her retreating form, the fire in her step, the fury in her silence. He cursed softly under his breath, then turned on his heel. "Aqua Blue, Jigress root, and Halo herbs," he called out.
Ren froze mid-step. "Aqua Blue?" she asked without turning. "Isn't that found in the depths of the ocean?"
"It is," Agara confirmed. "You'll need a mermaid's help to retrieve it."
Her brow furrowed. A mermaid? That would not be easy.
"Acre Island," Arkilla chimed in, thinking aloud. "Could we find a mermaid there? The goblin lived on that island, remember?"
