Revant looked at the slumbering body of the Prince with slight disgust. He dragged him to the jagged wall of the canyon then turned away, looking irritated for a moment.
With a flash, he vanished and appeared in the sky, staring down at the pale spine that stretched across the vast land beneath him.
On one section was a river of black and red. There were occasional explosions of flames that met brutal and sudden extinguishment. And loud screams ambitiously rose from beneath.
'Annette has fallen with a grave injury, is that my cue to step in?'
Revant's eyes looked sideways, expecting a response, but no response came.
He sighed and looked down.
'Then I guess it is.'
He lifted his hand toward the sky and gave the tumultuous sea of despair within him form.
The heavens roared painfully and darkened, causing vast and unnaturally deep shadows to fall on the wall.
