I was overjoyed when Aelana finally woke up, she stretched her arms and looked me in the eyes.

"Good morning my angel."

"good morning my priestess."

"I am starving, let's get something to eat," she said while yawning.

"You and your food, I should turn you into an undead so we could cuddle all day," I joked.

"Sounds tempting, maybe you should," she joked back.

I noticed that the soldier with the cut in his leg was still here, he sat on his bed, seemingly waiting for me. I went to him as Aelana got dressed.

"Lucas said you wanted to check on me," he said as I approached.

"That's right, you can't be too careful with the scourge, I found out his wound was infected so I wanted to check on you as well."

"Thanks, the name is Max, by the way."

"Angel," I replied as I ran my fingers across the cut on his bare upper leg.

After thoroughly inspecting the wound I constatated that it was not infected, for which he dearly thanked me. Lucas had already left for breakfast it seemed. Aelana and I decided to look for him in the dining hall on the other side of the compound. We found him at a table with a Sin'dorei lady, and to be fair, it seemed like he was really into her. We went to get Aelana some food which turned out to be soup, then joined Lucas and the lady.

"Good morning lovebirds," Aelana optimistically said.

"Oh no," Lucas said, "you got that wrong, we're just good friends."

"Angel, was it, right?" the black haired elf asked.

I nodded.

"Nice work on that dragon yesterday, that was amazing."

"Thank you."

I came to know her as Estelle Brightblade, a paladin who had been temporarily sent to Light's Hope to help cleaning the corruption that still marked this land. She offered to help us defend Tranquillien, as she heard from Lucas what was going to happen to the small town. I politely accepted her help and prepared to go there together with Aelana as soon as she was done with her soup. Once she was finished. We agreed that we would see each other soon.

As soon as Aelana and I had left the building, the intimidating figure of the person I gave the letter to appeared and halted us. I got a good look at his armour now that it was daytime. The golden and red Lightforge armour set I remember it was called, was only awarded to the highest ranked in the paladin orders, the fact that he wore it meant that this man was no joke when it came to his combat prowes.

"Angel Silverlight, I wanted to officially express my gratitude for your heroism yesterday, and for saving those soldiers."

"I was merely doing my duty, sir," I responded, almost out of reflex.

"I knew you were, and you have my thanks, but I fear that thanks alone will not suffice. That is why we had our finest smith work on this for the entire night," he said as he took the sheath of a large sword from his belt, and laid it in his hands, which he stretched out to me, offering me the blade.

I looked at him in amazement, "but why?" I asked as I politely accepted his generous gesture.

"I found out you were a paladin once and you gave the perfect example of one yesterday, I want this blade to assist you in your ways, I decided to call it 'Heaven's Descent, as it would fit you, wield it with honour on your path."

I didn't know what to say, I felt the holy power emanating from the blade even through the sheath. I thanked him for such a powerful gift. He also told me that he read the letter and would prepare a unit of select soldiers and volunteers to march to Tranquillien. They would leave as soon as they were prepared and aimed to be there in the morning of the next day.

"If you need any armour, there is plenty in the armoury, that," he pointed at me, "doesn't seem too effective to me."

That was the first time I really looked at my own armour. This small breastplate and whatever kind of leather armour it was that covered my private areas wouldn't mean much in hand to hand combat. I knew he was right.

"I am sorry, you are right, It's not effective at all, but I am already dead, and as far as I know, I am nearly immune against the attacks that lesser scourge minions like yesterday have to offer. Besides, the armour I had in life was way too heavy and didn't do much to protect me when I was slain. This at least offers me flexibility and the ability to fly fast without being hindered by the weight."

He nodded, "I understand. I assume you were planning to leave for the Ghostlands soon?"

"Yes I was, but I need something to attach this sheath to my belt now."

"I can help you with that," Aelana stepped in.

She took another pouch from her robe which she told me was her tailoring equipment. She took a bolt of extremely durable thread and started fastening the scabbard to me leather belt. When she finished, I thanked the commander for his hospitality and said I hoped to see him soon, after this was finished, at which he smiled. I took Aelana in my arms and started flying our way to Tranquillien.