Chapter 776: More Cumbs
I burst from Haven with a resolute smile, face upturned to the evening sun. A few clouds drifted across the sky, and a stiff breeze rippled across the long prairie grass. Elise sat cross-legged in front of the gate, accompanied by Fyren in his human visage. He wore a scowl while she stared at the golden swirls worriedly, idly stroking a curl of golden hair.
They both jumped as I emerged, breaking into relieved smiles. Elise got to her feet and looked me over, her shoulders sagging as she found me unharmed.
"What happened? Why did you call Fable?" she asked.
As if to answer her question, Fable and Borealis came out of the gate. Borealis fluttered his wings, hopping from the wolf’s back to my shoulder. Both Elise and Fyren stared at him, then back at the gate.
"Fyren, I think we need to talk," I said softly, stroking Borealis’s crest.
He nodded. "Yes, I rather think we do."
I turned and walked toward the tent. Elise stood motionless for a second before running after me, catching me in a few strides.
"Did you figure out a way to save the shards?" she asked.
"Kind of. But I want to wait to share everything with R’lissea, too. Do you know where she is?"
Elise glanced at a nearby pack of Devoted. R’lissea sat amongst them, staff held horizontally across her lap. Her eyes were closed, her long blonde hair swaying in the breeze. A soft green aura surrounded her, radiating across the demons.
Sensing our gaze, she opened her eyes and gave me a tired smile. She got to her feet and joined us in front of the tent.