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"You'd think they would've put up much more of a fight. Honestly, I'm kind of disappointed." Marth sighed, "Let's get these guys back into town.."

“First, let me break their shackles,” Wisteria said, not waiting for him to answer. She went to the slaves, and made them hold their hands out. The angel glanced back at Marth. “Turn around.”

Marth turned away, not at all sure why. "Just shout at me whenever you've finished whatever it is you're doing." He gently tapped his foot along the snowy ground.

She brought her face close to the chains and whispered in Ogojohat, the language of magic that angels and demons could use. Only a small percentage -roughly 5%- of their population could learn to wield it these days.

All the locks gave soft 'clicks' and fell to the ground. Once they were free, Wisteria began walking toward Marth. "You're good now."

"Alright. Let's get them out of here." Marth smiled, assessing the path down the mountain, "I don't sense anyone else. So, let's make haste. It'd be wise to make it down before nightfalls." He kept his sword ready just in case anyone else was still alive.

She nods, looking shortly for a route away from where they were being shipped off to. If they walked quickly, they’d have plenty of daylight left.

The angel stayed ahead of them, occasionally going to give a slave or two water and bread when she thought necessary. One of her first priority was to keep both angels and humans safe from harm in any way. She wouldn’t let them die on her watch.

Eventually, they reached the town. The town officials handled the rest of it for them. "Thank you for your service, Marth and...miss. You will both be greatly compensated, please follow my assistant here and they'll get you matched up with the reward."

"Thank you, ma'am." Marth bowed and followed behind her assistant.

Wisteria gave a polite smile and did as instructed. She couldn’t keep her hand from twitching closely to her hidden blade, however, in case this was all a set-up for either Marth or her.

"Alright..." The assistant handed them both a sack of gold coins, hurrying them back out.

"Finally, I've got enough." Marth's face lit up, he jumped up a bit.

The angel blinked silently at him and raised an eyebrow, obviously confused.

He handed her a few notes, "I've been saving up to rent a small boat for a trip to the fabled land of Canis Majoris. I've studied the ancient texts for years and finally pinpointed its approximate location. According to the legends, if one completes the seven trials, one could obtain eternal life." Marth sounded insane.

“Eternal life?” she asked, more than a little skeptical. “There’s only one person who’s immortal, and she’s a shade. No person -human, angel, and demon alike- can reach that state without a price.”

"Have you ever heard the legends of the Eternal Goddess?" He asked, "According to these legends, if you manage to collect seven feathers and bring them to her shrine, she will bestow upon you the Eternal Feather, which can grant its user immortality, well sort of anyways."

“’Sort of,’” she repeated, crossing her arms. “Let me guess, there’s a catch to use it.”

"You're immune to poisons, diseases, and your body will freeze at whatever age you are. If you manage to obtain the feather at 20 years old, you will remain that age for eternity. However, your body can still fall to physical damage like stab wounds." He explained.

“The shade can’t be killed like that. No matter how many times you stab her, or if she falls ill, she heals instantly. She’s also been 17 for over 340 years now.”

"This continent disappeared from the records some 400 years ago. It's going a fun adventure I think." Marth said as he got his stuff together. "Well, Wisteria, it's been fun. I'll be seeing you."

She shrugged, putting her reward in her shoulder bag. “Likewise. And try not to die,” the angel teased, letting her serious demeanor drop for the first time, then it went back up again.

"...Perhaps we could go after this thing together. You're an exceptional fighter and I'd love to continue working with you." Marth offered, smiling at her.

"..." She put a hand in her pocket, touching the device she used to talk with Derek, who was back at the Academy. "..Let me check on some things, okay?"