Ingnorint

Luna glared at the ignorants of the bandit. “ it’s not cursed, curses are black magic, I don’t play with that. Magic can heal and save the world just as well as it can couse distribution. Don’t blame and judge me for the careless actions sorry others. I would like to treat my friends wounds.” She said. Her voice was a low agitated growl. Had she wonted to she could esely disapproval in a flash before the dandits could draw there bows. But Balar was injured and she would not leav her friends. It was a strang feeling to her. She had never been able to make friends.