Chapter 308: Purple mist
Irwin was happy when he saw Canadensis through the trees. His soulscape was starting to turn sore, and he wanted to find a place to put the embers- well, all those that weren't his own. He'd been having too much fun chatting with the last addition.
A few of the Viridians were walking around the buildings, looking up as their group walked out of the forest. As soon as they saw their captive, most ducked into buildings or hurried away, while some of the armed warriors came forward.
"Please get Sahroot and Loumei here," Heimnin shouted at them.
One of the warriors, a towering fellow who was holding a long quarterstaff that had two wicked barbed ends, turned and ran to the main building.
Heimnin turned to Tang. "Please remain here. I don't know if Sahroot will want him in town. "
Tang nodded, and Irwin and the others remained with him as they waited. A short while later, another Viridian, a woman with pale green and yellow leaves, came running towards them.
"Someone was wounded?" she asked, looking around worriedly before her eyes focused on Scintilla, still carried by Irwin. "Quick, put her down!" she ordered, almost glaring up at him.
"I'm fine," Scintilla said, her face turning a deeper golden red than usual.
"Don't be ridiculous! I understand you enjoy being carried, but I need to check!" the woman said snippily, waving at Irwin and pointing at the ground near where she stood, which had a pale carpet of grass-like vegetation that partially grew up the trunk of the nearby trees.
"Sorry, little Blademaiden," Irwin said as he grinned at Scintilla and gently put her down.
"Sure you are! Just not strong enough to carry me anymore, are you?" Scintilla said.
The Viridian healer seemed uninterested in their banter, and she pushed Irwin out of the way, or tried to. As he felt her useless push, Irwin smiled at Scintilla, then stepped back to give her room.