Yuran was at a complete loss for what to do now. Never did he think that any form of conflict would arise between Lana and the freemen. However, such was the unpredictable nature of life. There were always these inexplicable surprises thrown one's way when they least expected it.

Even though Ewen's attitude was very disheartening for Yuran to see, he had never considered making an enemy out of this past comrade of his. Hence, he simply couldn't muster up the determination to face Ewen in battle.

"If you feel like I'm asking for too much, then you don't have to follow me," Lana said in an indifferent voice, and it was clear that she could tell that Yuran was struggling with a difficult dilemma.

"I..." Yuran turned to Lana with an awkward expression, and once again, he didn't know what to say.

"There are some things that you can't do in life, and one of those things is standing on multiple sides of a conflict at once," Lana said. "Get out of my way and let me take care of this past comrade of yours."

There was black arcane energy already gathering above Lana's head.

Ewen was watching Lana with a wary expression, and his hand was already resting on the fletching...