Uncle Ramos POV
I picked up Kylie who was lying unconscious on the ground. Sander came up.

"What happened?" Sander ordered

Pyro snorted and got between Sander and I, snarling at Sander.

"Back off..." Pyro snarled

"Pyro." I ordered

Pyro snorted smoke in Sander's face before backing off. I cleared my throat.

"If you don't mind, I need to tend to my niece's wounds." I said

"No need."

An elder dressed in elven armor and a cloak approached me.

"I will see to it that this young woman us tended to by the healers myself."

"Thank you. It's my greatest honor to make your acquaintance." I said

"Yours as well." He responded "But I am Dravidian."

"Nice to meet you Dravidian." I said

Pyro and Dova bowed their heads low. Devil leaped out of Kylie's backpack, shaking with fear, her fur standing on edge. Dravidian laughed and picked up Devil.

"W-wha happened?!" Devil asked, terrified

"Sh little one, you're OK." Dravidian said

Devil looked a bit bigger. Her speech was becoming clearer, but it has been a couple weeks since this entire mission began. I looked at Kylie. Her face looked tired. She was so young still, yet was strong like my brother, her father. An elf came over.

She smiled.

"Follow me." She said

I nodded and followed her. She led me to a infirmary. We went inside and I lied Kylie down. I sighed and sat down. I buried my face in my hands and sighed heavily. I had promised her parents that I'd take care of her, but she couldn't be tamed.

She couldn't stay out of danger long enough for me to take a breather. I took my chainmail gloves off, looking at my rough, scarred hands. All this from being distracted and stress. Then, a memory flashed through my head.

"Brother, you're so slow! Keep your arm up!"

"Dylan! This isn't fair!" I whined

"And stop whining!" Dylan teased, as his training sword hit mine.

I grunted and kicked out at his leg and pointed the sword to his chest without realizing I had done so. I gasped and cheered.

"Good work little brother." Dylan said, patting my shoulder as he got up.

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I sighed. She was as brave and determined as her father. I lied back in the chair and closed my eyes.

"What am I going to do?" I breathed