So be it...

Desert of Skulls

Her turmoil in her soul and mind was clear as a summer morning to Vastad. So many thoughts, so many doubts, some many questions, spoke to part of her nature. Always seeking for something else.

A sudden gust of wind blew sand upwards in the shape of a dust devil across the gritty ground, passing between both figures as they stood facing each other. It immediately made Voah think back on Sentinel, her ordeal and their findings. An ancient foe had come to these shores. Now the Pillars followed.

"So do I, Voah Sahnsuur." Came the reply. "Speak your mind."