Mildid screamed, turning her face upwards. She shook both of her massive hands beside her head. “She knows my naaaaame!”

With the arc of the separated waterfall curtain over their heads, Cecilia walked towards the old woman, green light flaring to life in her eyes.

Mildid held a bitter look on her face when her attention returned to them. “No one has spoken my name in centuries!” she shrieked.

Then she took note of the light in Cecilia’s eyes ...