Call of The Abyss

Clove nods at Akito’s observation- whatever these creatures were, and what they represented, must have stemmed from a need to conceal something. To guard something. Perhaps they served as an omen- a sign meant to predict a future event, given the blood-red sky and the towering spire’s foreboding nature. “I wonder what it could be…” She muses aloud, finding comfort in Akito’s closeness, as she pressed herself harder against his side. But her mind was reeling, racing through possibilities, each one met with a mix of apprehension and excitement. What treasures might be hiding here?

“Let’s go further- maybe we can find some clues near the heart of the territory.” She says, nudging Akito’s shoulder with her snout. The air around them picks up again, as if to warn them to stay away- but Clove meets it with a look of determination. She’s ready to explore some more.

With each passing moment, the howling wind grows louder, and more intense- whipping through the spires, and rustling aggressively through their fur. She had to squint her eyes as she walked deeper into the territory, to avoid getting debris in them. "It feels like something is trying to keep us out!" She yells, her voice almost drowned out by the howling wind.

"Clove Carpathius"