Zerra took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down to no avail. She recalled some details: the time and space tears the tiger mentioned and the same power which related to the mutated mushroom.
Cassias' hair, which was longer than she last remembered. Then, Amora's group, which had a strange reaction–they didn't immediately assume she was Zerra Sylvaris they were looking for.
They might have simply assumed she was dead.
"What do you mean by three months, Cassias?!" She pried him off her shoulder, shaking the poor man slightly. "You aren't joking, are you?"
"This isn't funny." She let out a breath, running her hand through her hair.
"Zee… how long do you think you have been in the forest?" Cassias' eyes flickered with a strange light. He knitted his eyebrows before his expression returned to calmness.
"I-I…" she paused, pondering. Then, she held up seven fingers. "Around a week."
