Meanwhile, the Corpse King, despite his insane strength, had trouble steering his "new horse" using only the log spears lodged in the beast's eyes. The beast's sheer size and raw, frenzied power made it a chaotic and unpredictable mount. Leo and Libera held on to the beast's back, their forms blurred against the rushing landscape as they helped guide the Corpse King toward their destination.
"Our destination is behind that alien structure over there!" Libera shouted over the wind, pointing at the top of the tower that seemed to oversee the entire forest landscape. The Corpse King smiled, a wide, terrifying grin, and pulled on the right spear. The beast, its blind rage now focused by the pressure on its head, turned sharply to the right.
Later, as they passed by the alien structure, Leo peered ahead, searching for the pre-arranged signal. He spotted a skeleton soldier waving frantically and pointing toward a clearing.
