There was a reason Kallen had walked so blatantly into this forest, announcing his presence to the flora, the fauna, and even the overlords of this rift.
Despite knowing he could very well die, there was a thin, razor-edge line between life and death he intended walk, where he could reap the greatest benefits. It wasn't like he had any other choice... Or at least that was what he told himself.
To do that, he needed to draw as much attention as possible. Not only from the inhabitants of this realm... though that was part of it, but more importantly, from those he knew Zephyrus would inevitably send after him.
It wasn't surprising how Kallen always seemed able to read Zephyrus' mind. Though the orc was frighteningly intelligent, he adhered to a rigid logic Kallen exploited to the fullest.
More accurately, Kallen forced him into situations where he could only go right or left... by putting himself in situations, where Zephyrus would be forced to act.
