You always need an unpleasant character on the team. Feyr's colleague is Syn. She doesn’t let me get a word in. She claims to be one of the best melee Protectors .

Assigned to the Tellus'hann’s unit, she met Irmin a long time ago. She knew him before he became High Protector. She says no more. No doubt, she believes that this is enough to describe her.

I don't know what face I do, but Feyr giggles.

I don’t insist. I don’t feel comfortable. The first obvious question is about favourite weapons, of course. I am able to make small talks, and repeat the same kinds of questions I asked her colleagues. She arches a disdainful eyebrow. She loves melee weapons, daggers, forearm blades, and scalpels... as long as it cuts clean. Her greatest strength? She hasn’t only one strength.

She reaches her leader, and disdains me. I hear her complaining about newbies, with an undertone voice. The unit walks away. The triumvirate still has to do.

I’m back in the real world… 2018. It's time to write their story…