As Sylvia took watch, she felt so guilty and worried. She honestly hoped that Buddy and Pylia would return safe and sound. She also couldn't help but mentally beat herself for being dumb in how she tried to communicate with Pylia. What if Pylia ran off and got herself killed?!

She snapped out of her thoughts when she noticed something approaching. Sylvia immediately raised her hands and got into a martial arts position, her worried and somewhat nervous gasp audible as she did so. She could see the sharp thorns...but then she realized it was a small person...When the person asked her question, Sylvia let out a sigh of relief. At least this person was willing to talk. She relaxed from her stance, and she answered the figure,

"No. My name is Sylvia. I'm one of the adventurers guarding a caravan. How can I help you?"

There was something about her question that rang a bell in her mind. That's right...Didn't someone at the first camp mention that there was a dwarf hunting down brigands on her own. She then asked in recognition, "Are you...the dwarf that hunts down brigands? I believe you were mentioned at the first camp between Gransys and Cassari,"