Unbound

As he walked the path back through his Void Sanctuary to Elderthrone, Felix couldn't help but feel a melancholy longing. Leaving Pit and Vess was hard. It wasn’t loneliness, exactly—he could get back to them soon enough.

Lost.

Felix stopped. "Hunger. What was that?”

Yet no matter how he poked, she didn't speak again.

Dammit, Hunger. You can’t drop shit like that and go silent. His Mind whirled through the implications of what his dark passenger might have meant…but most of them were dumb. My friends aren’t Lost to Ruin, and Hunger can’t tell the future. Unless she can…No that’s stupid. The Maw wasn’t an oracle, she was just a hungry jerk, and all I inherited was her appetite.

Best he could figure, Hunger was just commenting on his friends’ absence, and Felix would leave it at that.

He had other worries.

He slipped through the Shadowgate and back into Nagast only a few minutes later, exiting the darkness into the hub to find the last group mingling in knots of diverse people. Giants, Henaari, and Legionnaires of all Races chatted casually among themselves, many laughing as they waited to deploy.

Karys stood beyond them, close to their exit gate, and flanked by the four Eidolon Exults. Rafny and Elle Coldfire stood nearby, watching them all proudly, alongside the Farwalker, his Synod, and a smattering of leaders from the Legion and Frost Giants. Felix walked to them, giving his Chancellor a nod.