...A stone wall came into contact with the bodies of two deamons. Crioone's head slid to the side, hanging limply against a small stone on the ground. Taverna's body dropped to the ground, but was held up by the deamon's two powerful hands, which brought him to his feet. Reaching forwards, Taverna carefully grabbed Crioone, hauling her onto his back just after his wings spread wide apart, lifting the two deamons into the air, allowing them to begin to end their escape from Metawar...
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Nara slipped out of a shadow, her body visible for only a few seconds until she returned to the shadows. The distorted and demented deamon stood still, her body much different from the last time she had been seen by any other deamon. The old small red coloured body was now covered in spikes and her arms and legs were bent at odd angles that gave her a hunched and bent look. The skin was still red, but streaks of blue-black dried deamon blood were apparent all over her body.
Moving in and out of the shadows of large trees and swirling sand, Nara continued on her way towards the south-eastern corner of the island. As she got further and further south, the trees began to thin, and the sand became ever more present.
Only a few more days until I arrive... Thought Nara,
then the answers to my questions will be mine, and the ability to stop my former comrades will be possible... only a bit further... only a few more days... 