Dragging Selen away from the camp, Caera took the lead and they ventured into Terminus.
Selen was naturally worried about the state of the camp. Having helped in nearly everything, she understood how precarious their situation was.
Not only was more than 80% of the civilians who lived in the capital gone, but those that remained were struggling against the miasma of Terminus.
If they don't find a way out of here soon, things will take a turn for the worst.
"Where are we going? If it's just killing something shouldn't you be able to handle it yourself?" Selen asked curiously.
Caera was strong. Far too strong.
Strong enough where not even the two Lords under Verona could do anything about her.
So the fact that she needed her help of all things, and to kill a beast at that, seemed a little improbable.
