The unlikely pair leave a struggling beast behind. For the duration of their journey, the two Daemiks fail to see any other sign of life. 'Perhaps it is for the best.' Kiora observes. As they round a corner, a stale breeze blows across the mountainous path. Dust flies towards Kiora's face. She raises her arms to shield herself from the debris. Carefully, she walks closer to her guide.

"How much farther?" Kiora asks.

"We're almost there," he replies. Luce spits out a clump of ...