Atlas had returned to Shattered Ember, his second floating island, where Baldric was already waiting for them that afternoon. They stood together on a rocky cliff that circled a massive lava pool far below.
One of the island's raid bosses dwell within that molten pit, and even from this distance, its presence was obvious. The lava roared and erupted in random bursts, jets of fire shooting skyward again and again despite the real monster still hiding beneath the surface.
"According to Lady Celestia's recent prophecy, my lord," Edrik explained, "the island's biome should start changing again within the next few days."
Baldric gave a short laugh before adding, "Yeah, hahaha, it's normal for an island like this to shift two or three times a year." He raised one hand, rubbing his fingers together as if testing the air.
