-Idris's POV-
Archion soars through the sky, his golden body barely visible in the night. His fire illuminates the creatures that he fights.
("That way. Go that way.") Preygone says in my head.
I have been trying to do what Harley has suggested. That I talk to him but I still find it strange to do.
("Why?") I ask him, looking in the direction of the forest.
("Just do it.") He responds.
Watching Archion, I hesitate but seeing that he has the upper hand, I decided that I can take my eyes off them for a bit and see what is up with Preygon.
Why does he want me to go this way?
I walk into the forest avoiding the people that are fighting.
"Preygon-"
("Just keep going.") He says.
"But we are getting further away from Harley."
("She and that idiotic dragon can handle a Wyvern.")
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