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Asa 10

Yunan lets out a breath as he sits in the carpet, Syria laid next to him, unconscious with the eight pointed symbol on her forehead. Her breathing was a bit slow but Yunan could see her eyes moving back and forth behind the eyelids and her hand would twitch occasionally.

There had been a drastic change of plans earlier, he honestly didn't expect such a thing to happen. Those people had came and tried to destroy the dungeon with them in it. Of course they sensed them coming before hand and entered to retrieve the girl, but the time was warped and they had to do everything fast.

He couldn't help but to worry about his partner they left behind, but he had a duty to protect the unconscious girl beside him. He looks down at the staff beside her, glowing faintly and she began to mumble.

He'll be fine, I just have to make it to the rift before dawn. He looks at the starry sky and bites his lip, then shake his head.

Rift, before dawn, protect. He had more than enough power to teleport them there but he didn't know whether to do it or not in her state.

"You've made it pretty far, more than halfway there." His companion says while taking a seat beside them.

"You said to hurry."

"I did." He says with a tilt to his head and a blank look. His clothes were now in rags and he had a few bruises, nothing serious. "I disposed of them properly and all traces of the dungeon were erased." He sits with his legs crossed and his staff against them. He looks at Syria. "She is experiencing it now yes?" he says while nodding toward her and sniffing the air. When he found no scent of unwanted magicians he looked toward the other.

"Yes." The blonde answers. The white haired man hums. "Even though she has acquired Asmodeus, she probably won't be able to utilize his full power." He states and leans back against his hands. Yunan says nothing and looks back at the sky.

"We're here."

Sinbad stares up at the starry sky while he sits on the deck. His eyes shook a bit and he furrows his brows.

Something wasn't right, something happened to his sister, he could feel it. He could always tell, it was nothing bad, but it wasn't a good feeling either, it prickled the back of his mind.

She's fine, Yunan wouldn't let her get hurt anyway right? He didn't doubt the mysterious man a bit actually. He didn't let anything dangerous happen to Sinbad so there was no way he'd let Syria get hurt.

Looking up at the stars he didn't notice his new companion, it was when the redhead said something that made him jump.

"Jafar and Hinahoho said you'd be out here."

He looks over toward the Sasan prince and sighs. "Yeah…?" His chin rests on his knees and he looks down at the water reflecting the moon and stars.

"I get it." His companion says. "That feeling of worrying about them. They'll be fine, I do have a little brother after all." He says, making a small smile. Sinbad lets out a sigh and nods. "Thank you Mystraus." He says and the other hummed.

"So tell me about this man your sister is madly in love to run away with."

Golden eyes met green ones and blinked. They refocused on the glowing emeralds before them, that were familiar to her in more ways than one. She slowly reaches up to touch his face but her hand was grabbed and lied back down beside her. Something was placed toward her lips and she drunk from it.

"How is she?" Another voice says, that was also familiar, it was males.

"She coming to." The tanned man in front of her says. He takes the small cup from her and moves her hair back.

"Do you know my name?" He asks with a tilt of his head and she heard footsteps approaching. Another man stood above her next to the other. She looks back at the tanned man.

"Me-" she stops and swallows. "Akme…" She says and the other hums and points toward the blonde. She shifts her head to the side to get a better look. 'Akme' notes the shift in her eyes, the way the colour dimmed and the pupils stretched.

"YUN!" She giggles and lunges at him, a cry comes from his partner as he was caught off guard. He watches with a hand rested under his chin at the exchange.

She is wake, he thinks. This was good, but it could also be bad. Why was the girl still conscious? Why was his former master trying to keep hidden now? She was sent through the wisdom yet…

He gently picks her up off the blonde and sets her back on the small bed. Then he helps Yunan up, after that he grabs his staff.

"How do you feel?"

She looks toward him and that glow returns.

"I….. Feel fine. Akme. Thank you."

Yunan felt the shift in the rukh around her and stood behind his partner. Akmethu hums and blinks owlishly.

"I see so you were shown everything... Syria?"

Her body language was slack and she looks around the small house. She closes her eyes before opening them.

"She did…. We made…. An agreement."

"May you please elaborate Lady?"

"Too tired." She went limp against the mattress and soon was snoring softly.

Yunan shifts from behind his partner, peeking over the older's shoulder. He didn't quite understand it, the shift in rukh and magoi, it grew once she started talking, then went back the second she fell asleep.

A hand brushes his bangs aside to bring him out his thoughts. He looks up at the other to see an unreadable expression on his face.

"You worry too much. We all will talk later."

Later was exactly three days. The girl had been asleep, they thought it was something wrong but it was nothing but pure exhaustion. She would mumble in her sleep and there was an occasional laugh or giggle every other hour. Sometimes she would reach out as well and her little furry companion would nuzzle her hand or cheek.

Said animal was currently on Yunan's shoulder, munching on a long strand of hair. The man grew used to the small creature being there. He brushed the animal off Po jumped off and scurried back to the girl, tucking himself in the crook of her neck and closing his little beady eyes.

It didn't take long for her to wake, it was around noon when she suddenly sat up and blinked around. She wiped the drool from her mouth and Yunan gave her a small cup of tea. Despite the taste she drank it all to clear her throat. When she was done, Yunan handed her a wet towel and she wiped her face with it. Po scurried up and rubbed his cheek against hers.

"Po.." She mumbles happily. Then looks at Yunan and a grin flashed across her face.

It was three days later that she decided to take off. After talking to the two and coming to an understanding she say off.

She looks at the bow Yunan gave her, a faint star symbol glowed on it and she lets out a breath. She looks at the night sky, she faintly remembers what happened in the dungeon, but she did remember what the woman had showed her while she was sleeping.

And now, the woman was in her head again, instead of hearing a voice Every few days she could now hear it whenever and the woman was crystal clear.

She's even seen the woman, she was older, much older. Her hair was long and a dark purple like hers and they held the similar facial feature and all. The woman also had a red marking on her forehead. The woman said she'll talk to her whenever she has enough energy to and to not tell people about it, but Akme and Yunan already knew about it.

Here she was now, they were on a cliff. Yunan and Akmethu both sent her and gave her a few more supplies.

"Takes this." Akmethu says as he handed her a small pouch. Syria blinks and tilts her head, Po mimicking her actions. She pulls the string and peaks inside the bag and her eyes sent wide at what was inside. The man quickly tied it back and pushes it toward her chest.

"I'll hang on to the staff, tell M'lady it's in good hands." He says to her while petting down her hair. She smiles gleefully at the affection and nods happily then wraps her arms around his neck in a hug. After that she did the same to Yunan.

"Be safe."

"Yes, watch out for the strange people." Akmethu tried and Yunan gave an amused look. "Strangers?" He corrected and the tan man nodded with a click of his tongue. "Those too."

She puts on the bag, takes her bow and arrow and waves back at them. Po looked back at them from over her shoulder as she sat on the magic carpet Akmethu gave her.

'I want to go east.' The woman spoke from the back of her mind as she looked through the others eyes. Syria wasn't sure which direction east was but she has a feeling she knew. With a nod and a smile she headed through the night sky.

The east was a very very hot place.

She sighs as she walks through the desert. It was morning and she had not slept. After sleeping for a few days at Yunan's she was a bit restless, so instead she would talk to the woman.

She would ask whatever popped into her mind first. Like how old was she, and the woman only replied with a crooked smile and rose an eyebrow. Then it was her name, to which she replied in a playful manner "You hurt me my beloved, not knowing my name." And Syria giggled at that, seeing as though she already knew this woman in a way, yet is was nice to make basic talk with the woman who brought her into this world.

"My name is Aljann, my dear." She said while brushing her hair behind her ear. "You may call me whatever."

"Mama!" She replied in a second and the woman gave a hearty laugh. "Of course, love."

'There is a group of people coming our way, my dear.'

She squinted her eyes and Po peaked from out the scarf around her neck and narrowed his eyes as well. Not a few seconds later she sees something big moving toward her direction. It was a caravan.

She doesn't know whether to stir in a different direction or wait until they crossed paths. Then again if she went another direction she would have to suffer more from the heat. With a decision made she nods to herself and begins to greet the people.

The person in front was a woman who was commanding the horses, she came to a stop as she spot Syria.

"Ah, what's a girl like you doing alone by herself?" she asks as she fans herself.

"Syria is traveling east!" She says with an upbeat tone and the woman blinks at her. "Syria…?" to which said girl nodded happily.

After asking the woman let her aboard and they continued onward. Silence followed but it was broken by the older woman.

"My name is Mari." She says with a smile and moves her blonde bangs out her eyes. "Syria"she says with an equal smile.

The woman hums. "Alright, I guess it's nice to have someone up here to talk to. The others are sleeping."

Syrja looks around. "Others?"

Mari nods. "Yeah, we're merchants, the others are in the back with the merchandise. Probably still sleep."

Syria listens and nods, she didn't know that there were different merchants, she thought they were only in Reim.

'This world is a vast place.'

The two young women talked away that morning. Syria introduced Po to Mari and the small animal nuzzled her nose and went back to Syria's scarf.

After awhile they stopped to take a break.

"This is the city we are heading to for today. " Mari says as she points to a dot on the map. "It's close to the port country, so we should make a good profit."

"Morning…" A groggy voice greeted them both and Mari smiled. "This is my assistant Tinda." She introduced the tanned woman. The woman smiled at Syria in greeting as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Syria gave a bow herself. "I am.. Syria." She tried.

"I'm just going over where we were heading. We should be there by evening at the pace we're going."

The tan woman nods and accepts the slice of fruit given to her while looking at the map. Syria took her slice and tore it in half and gave it to Po. The ferret room it and nibbled on it graciously.

"So how's the kid?" Mari asks and Syria raises her head in question. Tinda sighs and looks down. "He's woke…"

As the two talked Syria had walked toward the caravan and walked around the back. She peeks her head in and looks around, Po popped out her scarf and sniffed the air before jumping out. She followed him and her eyes rested on a little boy. He was sitting up, legs extended outward and starting off. Po stops at the boy's bare foot and sniffs. The boy turns toward the small animal but doesn't move.

As Syria stares she can see the little birds around the boy. They rested on his torn cloak and pants. They fluttered around in a calm manner and his grey eyes moved from Po to follow one of the bright creatures.

Syria leaned forward and crawled in, the boy looked in her direction and she smiled at him.

"This….." Tinda starts.

"Is…" Mari also.

Syria sits with the small child in her lap. The boy stared lazily with half lidded eyes as he nibbled on the slice of orange in his hand. Po was on the child's head, sniffing his long dark brown hair.

"Unexpected." The two finished with a funny expression on their faces. Syria only hums as she hands him another slice and he slowly takes it.

"How did you even get him out? Every time we tried to feed or talk to him he wouldn't do anything!" Mari exclaimed as she stared at the two incredulously, Syria only gave the woman a questioning glance. All she did was pick him up and sat him down to feed him, it shouldn't be that hard right?

"When we tried to feed him he wouldn't eat." Tinda says softly while playing with his fingers, then she smiles. "Ah, maybe we're just horrible with children?"

Mari huffs and pokes her cheeks out. "I am not."

"But that time in town, when you tried to help a little girl, she ran away crying."

The blonde's face went red as she flailed her arms around. "That's! That's!-"

"And that time you made a merchant's baby cry just by showing your face…"

Syria couldn't help but laugh at the blonde as she tried to defend herself. From her lap Shaman stared at the two with a bored expression across his face. He finished his orange and he was very comfortable in Syria's lap, now he was wanting a nap….

"Anyway!" Mari abruptly says, face still red and the tanned woman was giggling behind her hand. "We'll be heading to Quishan first and then we should be in Balbadd the day after tomorrow." she states. The other two nodded.

This is all for this chapter ~

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