At those words, both Lansi Noda and Christie fell silent.
Seeing their expressions, Solam's heart sank, and a sense of foreboding rose within him.
"Wait, don't tell me you're about to say they've already died?" Solam asked, his face darkening.
For Solam, there were two main reasons he had come to Silverymoon. The first was Lansi Noda. They were friends, after all, and he could not stand by and watch her die. Even if Silverymoon truly was doomed, he would find a way to get her out.
The second reason was naturally Mavis. To Solam, Mavis might have been the woman in this world most capable of filling the role of a mother. Though Solam had never felt deprived of maternal love, Mavis still held an extremely important place in his heart, deep down.
It could be said that Mavis took priority over Silverymoon, and even over Lansi Noda. After all, friends could never be more important than family.
"No, no, no! They're still alive for now, it's just..." Seeing Solam immediately assume the worst, Lansi Noda hurriedly denied it. It was not that serious yet. They would not die anytime soon.
"Then just tell me!" Solam hated people dragging things out. Couldn't they just say it all at once? Why beat around the bush? As long as they were alive, everything was negotiable. So long as they were still alive, there was still a chance to save them.
Lansi Noda then told Solam the entire story.
Mavis and Sokya were indeed still alive, but their situation was extremely dire. Simply put, they were not far from death.
When Sokya and his people had arrived to reinforce Silverymoon, it had also been the city's most critical moment. At that time, several stretches of Silverymoon's walls had briefly fallen to the