The tiny cloud brought the Sixth League to a group of hills between the region of Yore and the eastern part of Ferrest.

"There are several people on the base of one of the hills," commented Junsu while looking through a spyglass.

"That's where the tiny cloud is bringing us. They must be members of the cult or paid ruffians," commented Bom who stood beside her husband.

"Could they see us from up here?" Dara turned to Yoochun who was quietly steering the air balloon. He was wearing two tubular eyepiece that allowed him to see in the dark.

"Though my airship doesn't make any noise and the darkness of the night covers us, we have to assume that they already know about our presence. Whether they are mages or hired muscles, we should be ready to fight. Or rather, you three must be ready to fight."

Dara's sword remained on her side, but she took her fighting stick from its case on her back. She had no intention of killing anyone. But if she needed to kill, her sword was just within her reach.

She grabbed the side of the carriage.

"Bring the balloon down, Yoochun, but don't land it. If we get back Jaejoong, we need to get away as fast as we could."

Yoochun nodded in understanding. Slowly, the air balloon began to descend. Dara heard shouts and the clangs of metal below them. When the carriage was low enough to jump, Dara launched herself out of the carriage. She landed on her feet, her knees slightly bent to brace herself from the impact of her landing. She quickly straightened. Behind her, she heard Bom and Junsu follow suit. It was clear from their movements that like her, the couple was also trained by Jaejoong.

The air balloon began climbing up.

"They know we are here," whispered Bom. Junsu had his sword ready.

Dara also felt the presen