After the excitement faded, Aerin clenched her small fists, psyching herself up. With ten death-substitute artifacts in hand, she felt she finally had the resources to be a little reckless. She adored the bracelets, immediately putting one on each wrist.
Not long ago, when the Forest of Nature had been invaded, the peace-loving Wood Elves had immediately organized a resistance.
As an Alpha-tier survivor, Aerin had naturally become a mid-to-high-ranking officer, leading her own squad on patrol. The patrols were relentless and without rest, which was why Orion had been unable to reach her on the Platform.
During one of those invasions, Aerin had watched her companion, a squad leader, die right before her eyes. It was the first time she had felt death so close, the first time she truly understood that the peace her people cherished had been stolen from them.
