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Eirianwen gripped tightly to Bronwynne's back as the crystalline dragon sped through the gate opened by the rescued pair of titans towards a totally different scene altogether. Majestic mountains were replaced with a blackened landscape and the immense home as it's centerpiece nestled within a triangular shaped yard bordered by a river that continued east into the mountains. Behind, a high waterfall fed the shimmering blue and surrounding forest opposite the river.

Landing, Bronwynne let Eirianwen down then morphed into a female elf whose silvery hair shimmered in the daylight as the quartet sprinted for the double doors. She only hoped they could end this quickly as the pair of large males shouldered the doors opened and kept running into the beautifully decorated home, left quiet. Too quiet.

"Please remember our bargain, the two humans are not to be harmed," the elven queen reminded as they tried to keep pace with the brothers.

"We've not forgotten our word, don't fear. Maela is our focus, not them."

They suddenly stopped as she felt the sudden pulses from power deep below their feet, prompted all to gate into the unseen rooms. As the large study came into view, she noticed the human male rise as one of the titans brushed he, the desk and everything else in his path aside, crushing them against the tall fireplace beyond. With a crash, she winced at the display of anger as they ran down a long hallway flanked by red marble tiles and gold based columns.

Bronwynne motioned on and they both ran towards the door as she could feel the fight beyond intensify and suddenly end. She felt the life ebb from her friend and stopped. "We're too late," she whispered in defeat.

The crystalline face glanced to her and then blue eyes widened. "I'm so sorry, Eirianwen. This is my fault," she hugged the queen tightly as she cried. A long moment that was interrupted by the renewed rage within as the three titans fought. Explosions of light and thunderous collapse of crashing walls prompted her into action. "Come on, we have to save them before they get buried."

Within, they dodged the combatants as the fight pushed through that room and down another hallway, shattering everything into rubble. Eirianwen slowed as she noticed her friend laying on the floor, near the distant wall as if asleep. Emotion welled again as she quietly walked to Kailee and knelt, placing her hand lovingly on the back of her friend, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She buried her face into her left hand and wept.

Soon, Bronwynne approached and knelt behind her, leather pouch in her left hand. "We should see to them."

Eirianwen nodded, sniffed and turned as she rose. "I'll have the arrangements made once we get back to Yahlova," she stated, wiped her cheek then noticed the bag in Bronwynne's hand. "What's that?" A realization as soon as she asked, the scent of Tess' essence within which made her gasp, hands to mouth. A moment that was almost too much to bear.

Lovingly, her companion in this rescue attempt picked up Kailee's body and turned to the queen. "I'll gate us to Rimnicu, I have a better idea."

Sighing, she turned and acquiesced, raising the limp arm onto the breastplate and then gazed one last time into the face of her friend. Surprised, she instead saw an olive complected girl with long, light brown hair. The same girl that was rescued from Laksay had been released from a second prison.