"Run!"
Mr. Valen warned sharply while brushing past Lay, his form a near-invisible blur to ordinary eyes.
Lay was quick to react as well, running after Mr. Valen, and in a bit she caught up to him.
"I told you to sit tight while I scout, what the hell did you do?" Lay muttered under her breath her voice racy. "What in the black skies did you do?"
Lay found Valen deeply unsettling, one moment he'd move with the hyper-vigilance of a cornered beast, the next he'd act with the oblivious recklessness of a child—a stark contradiction she couldn't reconcile.
His strange condition, the way knowledge seemed to surface and vanish... it made him unpredictable.
"Screech!"
An abysmal scream sounded out in the distance so that anyone who heard it would feel a ringing in their ears.
The terrain was overly rocky, tall desolate mountains of black stone obstructed the horizon.
But what use was a view of the sky when everything was obstructed by pitch black clouds?
