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"Sure, but it'll cost you." The woman said, slipping Magnus a sly grin. "Medical bed!" she said, twisting backwards to look behind her. The 'headquarters' of the resistance suddenly bustled alive with motion and movement and voices as the survivors of the raid were taken in with open arms, the...

Casar looked to Magnus, silent. With a smear of dried blood still on his face, there was little way for him to even respond to the request for forgiveness now. Even though it hadn't been Magnus' fault, the wound was still fresh, even if the blood no longer was. He had either no interest in...

Casar reached up, grabbing Magnus by the shoulder. It might have even seemed aggressive for a moment, especially as he pulled power from the other mage. But it wasn't his intention. Instead, Casar had somehow found a burst of motivation, his eyes glowing eerily in the dim light of the prison. He...

The two of them were brought deeper into the Exodus prisons, though they had been stopped at the gate for processing. Like clockwork their credentials were read off; all information that the Exodus had on them was repeated back to their faces and written down, including their names and their...

Casar sat in the cell, his state not quite as bad as Axel's, but still unable to move. Both prisoners were broken - mentally, physically, and emotionally. Axel, for the loss of his limbs and the removal of the augment that had given him the inability to feel pain. For the fact that his daughter...

"She didn't." Orin said, matter-of-factly, completely ignoring Vex. "She didn't react ... at all. I was alone for most of the time. I started carving into the walls of the temple. First I was just trying to keep track of the days, and then later I was trying to do anything to pass the time. I...

Audi looked to Levi. It had been unfortunate that the Chaplain had chosen to follow him, especially if he had wanted the guise of being aligned to the ship. As he was regarding the man, Levi looked up to him. "We should split up here." he said, looking to either side of them. There had been a...

Orin grimaced as Gunnar brought the blade up, his eyes turning away from it. It was Astra's soul, of course, but there was something about the Constellia-infused Seer that made his stomach turn upon 'seeing' it. Then, it disappeared. He didn't want to think about what Gunnar had said next, but...

As Gunnar approached him, his figure had become clearer in front of the Seer's third eye, which had gained some sort of meager recovery after the years in Constellia's temple. Still, he hadn't needed it. He had known his sign, which now had been intermingled with a confusing blur of color. Soon...

Levi left Suther to descend the ship, the Captain with his gun pointing toward the ground as he walked from room to room, clearing them as he went. For all intents and purposes, the ship had seemed calm, apart from an occasional close call that had been getting even more occasional as Sinna flew...

"STOP STOP STOOOOOOP!" Affi roared, a voice piercing the fog and interrupting the hanging silence. She ran to the front of the ship, pulling the wheel from Orin, but it was too late. The ship slammed into the land, splitting it for meters upon meters and forcing Gunnar and Vex to step back while...

As Affi and Orin got further away from the island, the air took a chill characteristic of the sea breeze. It was as if Constellia's island had been immune to it, but as they had drawn away from it, they had found that the air was cold. Orin fastened his blanket tighter around himself but tried...

"Ah ... Um." The Seer meekly started, her eyes darting up to the watership docked at the edge of the island. It was a small thing and this had mostly been a mock of a mission. "Let me just get you a blanket?" she said, not entirely wanting someone who couldn't see the ship in front of him to...

The temple locked behind him. Orin stood inside of Constellia's temple, having had to turn away from Gunnar and accept his fate as the champion. Waves of mana washed over him, making him feel sick to his stomach. The Seer fell to his knees, the sensation becoming toxic before long. Was this...

The airship was on its final stretch, gliding into the temple of Necras' field of fog within the hour. As soon as they had pulled into it, and the temple stretched into view, a distinct feeling of sickness and the stench of death had taken the ship. Astra had waited in the bedroom with Gunnar...

As soon as Brevil had turned to attack them, the crossbows that had been aimed down at his legs had fired off, piercing through his skin, tearing through flesh and tendon as they brought him to the floor. Astra took the center of the guards, using them as a means not to be impaled by the ice...

Astra quirked a brow as Gunnar and Brevil spat back and forth, with Brevil taunting her repeatedly and Gunnar being as brass and honest as he had always been. A part of her had liked the danger and excitement that stringing the Viking along had brought, and another part of her had just wanted to...

"Don't compliment me too much, Viking, you're making me suspicious." Astra said, leisurely. "I don't actually know if you're going to be the champion of that temple ... the one of Necras. More surprising things have happened today. If you aren't ... I may just keep you yet." she said, smiling...

"...Okay." Orin said, with a nod. "You ..." he paused. "Even when I can see through the eye, it's dark. Silhouettes and ideas. But ... you look like shit." He said, betraying his own feelings and emanating a laugh. His smile immediately turned sour as he was hit with a swell of emotion. He...

"I know you can't make that promise." Orin said, looking dejected. Still, they had been given a moment to talk at the mercy of Astra, and that was enough. Orin had come to terms with the fact that he might be dying multiple times, but having hope given to him and then torn away repeatedly had...