Zorat was resting while simultaneously taking his sweet time integrating his newly acquired ability, courtesy of the benevolent Saintess Sylvara.
Roughly guessing the serpent must have had enough time to put some proper fear into Ariana, setting the stage for his subsequent heroic arrival, he decides it was time for him to make his move.
This time, however, Zorat needed to be faster than when he went out in search of a suitable target that turned out to be that serpent.
He needed to make his arrival as quick and as convenient as possible…. So, Zorat took to the skies.
High above the gathering of towering trees where they had set up their camp for the night, a shimmering purple tear in space materialized with Zorat stepping through it and into yet another tear that formed several meters along the same path as his eyesight.
