lol, ok.
so the air seal's still hidden somewhere, um, i'm gonna take it ok?
by the way, Jn207.... Clise's not that kind of a girl that get scared so easily, hehe.
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Fire burnt in the background and Taren kept a watchful eye as Clise eased Vialla onto the ground and put her hand on her head. Almost immediately, the girl gave a slight gasp and her eyes shot open, no longer dull as before.
"Go!" Patyrn urged, and without further delay, they moved out. Vialla was keeping pace between them, and Aridol appeared suddenly beside them, giving Taren a glare for leaving him behind as he strode forward.
Clise gave her head a shake and rubbed it slightly with the back of her hand.
"You ok?" Freezia asked, her shoulder brushing against Clise's.
"I just had the strangest.... vision," she said uncertainly.
"Well? Any ideas where to?" Aridol asked, "By the way, Lorgain's gone off to attend some unfinished business. I don't know where he is at the moment."
"If he's as smart as he think he is, he'll find us," Vialla spoke up.
"That's one way of saying we won't wait for him," Aridol commented amirably.
They followed Patyrn through the backstreets. It was clear that she wasn't sure where she was going, but at least she was leading them away from the evil source. The fire still burnt merrily behind them, drawing much attention. Doors were opened and shut along the street and curious people poked their heads out of windows, giving the group suspicious looks.
"Clise?" Taren said. He was sure that he didn't hurt her when he shoved her away in surprise back in the inn. Clise didn't look at him. Feeling uncomfortable, he touched her shoulder, "You allright?"
"Taren!" Freezia's eyebrows quirked up alarmingly and she reached for them as their outlines fizzled out. Ahead, Patyrn dug in her heels and turned around, her eyes widening at what she saw. Aridol and Vialla stopped on their track.
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The sound of a roaring dragon echoed in her head, and air rushed by her face coldly. Amid the huge roar, a voice of determination, gentleness and frustration become louder. The image of Klaze's dying moment rose out of the void, and she felt a lump in her throat.
Zap.
Where am i?
I've no idea.
Taren?
She opened her eyes slowly, and looked around. Taren was standing beside her, a puzzled look on his face. They were standing atop.... nothingness. Below was a haze of fog, above was a haze of fog, in fact, it seems that they were surrounded by fog.
Clise gripped Taren's arm unconsciously. He put his hand on hers which was trembling, and he could feel it getting colder.
"I'm sorry, i must have startled you," she said.
Surprised once again, he admitted, "You did. Sorry. Mind telling me what strange vision you had?"
She smiled, "So you were eavesdropping all these time."
They stared out into the fog. Taren decided not to comment.
"It was while we were in the fire, behind the shield that Patyrn put up. Suddenly i was in another... place," she bite her lower lip, "It's hard to explain, and the presence of the water seal was somehow mixed in it." She paused for a moment, "I heard the sound of a dragon's roar, and the voice of my brother. He died just before i started out on this journey."
"I'm sorry," Taren said sincerely, he could sense that there was something more to it, but this wasn't the time to ask, "Do you think it may have something to do with this fog we're in?"
"It's possible...... i don't know," she said. "Let me concentrate."
Taren waited. Maybe he could help by using the earth seal? but how? he wasn't even sure whether they were in Dal Calene anymore, and it was obvious that they were just... floating in nothingness. Where on earth was there a place where you could just... float? and weren't they escaping from whatever that was chasing them? how did they get here?
Clise tugged at his arm, "This way."
Shrugging inwardly, he followed keenly aware that the quaterstaff in his hand won't be of much use.