Act 1: When Names Return?
"I'm Nyth Valeshade," her grin widened, "the previous Apostle of Agroth."
"Apostle?" Ruby murmured.
She had heard the same thing from Zane, and now this girl named Nyth was saying it too.
So, does that mean Zane was telling her the truth?
Her disbelief was slowly fading away.
"Oh, you knew about them?" Nyth said, glancing at her broken blade as she raised her hand.
Then, with a casual flick of her wrist, the sword's metal extended along the broken edge, reforming it to its initial state.
"..."
Ruby acted as if nothing happened.
Because right now, her mind was somewhere else.
'That name…'
Ruby was deep in thought, but still cautious of her surroundings.
'Where did I hear it exactly…?'
She was certain she had heard about Nyth Valeshade before.
But where?
She couldn't seem to recall.
Clenching her right shoulder, still bleeding from the wound, she gritted her teeth.
The rain had stopped. And only the muddy scent of wet soil remained.
