Unbound

Pit stood at the edge of Euphonia, contemplating the stormwall.

A formal structure had been built there, leading off the edge of the floating island. It was Nymean-made; that much was clear to him. Their signature pattern of stars was repeated everywhere, and a motif of roots and vines were engraved into the tall pillars that framed the view.

The ground beneath him was carved with a story. Borders of flowering roots framed images of a Chimera flying away from a floating island, then heading into a storm. The next part was damaged, but it was clear that the Chimera encountered something—something dangerous, from the way its body was twisted. The final piece, right at the very edge of the cliff, was the Chimera's triumphant return to its home.

Pit stared at the third panel, hoping to glean some clue as to what he might face. Other than what looked like swirling winds, there was little to see.

"You aren't required to do this, Pit."

He turned and smiled at Vess. She was followed closely by Yin, Evie, Tzfell, and Laur. "Come to see me off?”

Evie peered over the edge. “That’s quite a drop.”

“Don’t worry, I can fly.”

She squinted at him. “You’re getting sassier.”