The wind caressed the grass gently like the touch of silk on the skin. The sky was bright with the morning sun, not too harsh but not too cold either. It was a perfect day in the Deity Unicorn Valley. It was a complete contrast to the palpable tension that escalated by the minute in the Crimson Dragon Army's camp.
Inside the temporarily-built beast stable, Lance paced restlessly. He looked anxiously at Silver Wind whose injuries were gradually getting worse since it arrived. Its health deteriorated in every breath it took while the beast curer of the army was too dim-witted to heal it.
"Where are the beast curers of the main camp? Shouldn't they have arrived by now?" Lance asked the guard furiously as he passed that corner of the stable for probably the fiftieth time on that day.
"They are on the way," the guard answered hesitantly. He cowered away from Lance's restless movements, afraid he would anger him if he gave the same answer to his repetitive questions.
Lance didn't notice his guard's reactions, of course. He was too preoccupied with Silver Wind's condition, worried it could die at any moment. It was his daughter's beloved spirit-manipulated beast. His daughter's condition was already grim; if something happened to her precious beast, it could be detrimental to her. The last thing he wanted for her was to suffer more.
Soon, a commotion sounded from outside. Three people were rushed in, escorted by several guards. Before the guard even announced their presence, he was on his feet.
"Commander in Chief, the three beast curers of the main camp have arrived."
"Commander in Chief..." The three beast curers went to Lance and bowed in homage.
"Enough of this courtesy. Go and check the injuries of Silver Wind," Lance immediately ordered them.
The three beast curers surrounded the dying Silver Wind and scrutinized its injuries. They looked at each other and shook their heads in resignation. However, they all looked reluctant to tell Lance their diagnosis.
"How is it?" Lance asked. He glared at the three beast curers who were as useful as a bag of rocks. They were just standing around when he expected them to be healing Silver Wind.
"Commander in Chief, all the organs of Silver Wind have been damaged. Its heart, its arteries, and its veins have all been torn into tiny fragments. I'm afraid..." One of the curers started talking but trailed off as Lance's face darkened with every word he uttered.
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. However, she didn't know that Rocky didn't tell her father what truly happened back then.
"What? He... he saved you?" Lance stuttered in surprise.
"Yes, he did that to save me. Besides, I did it voluntarily, so it's not his fault. Timber Deity Empire would have captured me if he hadn't arrived on Mount Clouds in time. He saved me," Isis explained. She wondered what her father knew already and what she could tell him.
"What happened when you were on Mount Clouds?" Lance was starting to realize that he had made a mistake. He was beginning to see that he did not know the whole story and he had judged Rocky prematurely.
Isis patiently told him the whole story. She told him how the Timber Deity Empire used Rocky to seduce her and then used her as a bait to lure Rocky out until he was tricked into joining the Timber Deity Empire. Rocky pretended to join the Timber Deity Empire to save her without any hesitation, no matter what the cost. She explained that the reason that Rocky slept with her was that she was poisoned by the aphrodisiac powder. He could have left her and she would have died of her sexual desire.
Lance felt more and more embarrassed as Isis told him the whole story. He thought that Rocky had done something unforgivable to his daughter, but it turned out that Rocky had actually saved his daughter. His daughter lost her reputation but, more importantly, she was alive. His daughter didn't even blame Rocky, instead, she saw him as her savior. Despite all that, Rocky never protested. He kept his peace even when he was sent back to the logistics camp and even when the Crimson Dragon Token was taken from him.