Renie paused slightly, hugged her knees, her face turned a bit rosy, and she turned her head to look at Fisher beside her and laughed,
"Ah, that sentence just now deserves ninety points, an excellent little detail, not bad."
"Mm-hmm."
Fisher remained noncommittal, watching the increasing firelight at the base of the mountain, his expression gradually growing serious, he said,
"Renie, you don't have much combat ability. You should head down the mountain first, head south to McDowell's Luxiang Castle. We'll meet there afterward... they have a lot of people, and I'm not in good shape now, worried I can't take care of you. I'll find a way to regroup after picking up Emhardt."
Renie didn't move, instead she reached out and kept drawing circles in the snow in front of her. Looking closely, it seemed like an endlessly repeating figure-eight.
