They could see the light coming from the docks, even this far away. A woman cradled a small child to her chest and as silent tears poured down her face, she didn't bother to wipe them away as they fell. The man beside her, her husband and Keeper, held back the tears trying to be strong for his wife and child. The small group paused before they could leave the tree line, taking one last moment to hug their child and try to stop the tears.
"Ir abelas, ma vhenan" The man spoke to his child, stuttering through the words and a tear finally falling down his face.
"Little one, you must go to the shems."
"Why, Mamae? They don't like me, they make fun of my ears." The little girl was scared. Papae always said to stay near the araval and not talk to the shemlen.
"It is very important that you do this for us. Go to the man in the armour. Tell him that you have magic, and he will take you somewhere safe."
"No , Mamae. I want to stay with you!" But it was too late. The pair had already leaned forward to press a kiss to her forehead. Her mother turned and ran, not looking back again as her daughter screamed out for her. The humans at the docks had already turned towards the woods, hearing the screaming of a child and had started to creep towards their position. The father leaned forward one more time to give his daughter his farewell.
"May Sylaise watch over you, Nadia." There was a moment where everything was silent, not a creature around could be heard. Then there was the crackle of lightning as it shot towards the templar standing at the docks.