Chapter 128: Ch126. By two days...
The mechanical wastelands stretched endlessly before them, an ever-shifting graveyard of rusted metal, half-buried ruins, and skeletal remains of constructs long past their prime. The neon glow of Luna Sea had long faded behind them, swallowed by the horizon.
Now, only the hum of the wind against steel and the distant crackle of unstable energy fields kept them company.
Kurt adjusted the straps of his newly reinforced coat as he walked, occasionally kicking away loose scraps of metal from their path.
"Two days of this..." He muttered, shaking his head. "Gotta say, not the worst place I’ve had to trek through, but it sure isn’t the nicest."
"Better than the Maw, at least. No whispers trying to drive us insane." Miles walked beside him, his eyes scanning the terrain ahead.
"Yeah, just the occasional rogue construct or Revenant looking to rip our faces off. Much more relaxing." Kurt grinned, stepping over a collapsed support beam.
They moved in relative silence for a while, the only sounds being their footsteps crunching over the metallic debris. Miles remained focused, his grip tightening occasionally on his scythe, sensing the strange pull of time lingering in the weapon after his fight with the Master of Luna Sea.
It was an eerie feeling, like the blade itself was shifting between moments, flickering at the edge of perception. He pushed the thought aside for now.
As they continued their journey, Kurt let out a low whistle.
"So, kid, do you remember what I said about the Last Verse?"
"Yeah. It’s supposed to hold the Story’s Oracle at the top, and the climb is supposed to be... Difficult." Miles frowned slightly.