Yaralin looked at the female in surprise. "You're who?!"
"Anin Zallin," she murmured softly. "I'm Iaann... I mean Ikan's sister."
"My dear... you are... you are just who we need right now," she gasped getting up.
"I am?" Anin asked shyly, and Yaralin nodded.
"You are," Yaralin nodded, then she turned and looked at you. "We just had a ticket to win this war."
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