Yazir took the unconscious Eudora and laid her in the pool that glowed with a green ghostlight.
"That really was a close call." Yazir let out a long breath, still shaken.
Actually, Yazir had wanted to say, "You certainly ran off fast back there," but on second thought, saying an elderly shaman was good at running away was hardly a compliment. He swallowed the words.
If that Arcane Blast, which had punched through several Water Walls, had struck flesh and blood, there might not even have been a body left to recover.
Zuluhed had now earned Talanji's trust and become an adviser to the princess. As Talanji's guard, Yazir treated Zuluhed with due respect.
Zuluhed had gone from an outsider shaman to one of Princess Talanji's confidants. His former gloom had given way to a certain swagger.
"This Fox People captain has lost the main force of her fleet. I honestly don't know what good rescuing her did! Utterly stupid." Zuluhed pressed a hand against the wound in his left shoulder and spoke angrily.
As Talanji's personal guard, Yazir knew the details behind the rescue plan. It had been proposed by the prophet Zul.
Yazir took some thick, saliva-like liquid from an earthenware jar and spread it evenly over Zuluhed's shoulder wound. "It was Princess Talanji's decision, after all. Besides, we owe the success of the rescue to you."
Zuluhed knows perfectly well that Zul is my sister's mentor, yet he still complains right in front of me without a care. That shows how much Princess Talanji values him.
It was hard to imagine how a shaman of another race had become one of Princess Talanji's most trusted confidants in such a short time.
Still, Princess Talanji had always been open-minded and upright in her conduct. Her practice of appointing