- Pronoun
- He
Mhynt exhaled through her nose and squeezed a conjured Leaf Blade, ready for a battle at any point. For now, though, all was quiet, and not even the Void Shadows they'd happened upon bothered them. This really was a different place. The good news was that Alexander didn't have a full hold of this realm yet. The bad news was he was getting close to it at an alarming rate.
"Last chance for preparations," she said, "mental or otherwise."
Dust kicked up beneath them, unnatural in what had once been a beautiful, solemn place. The rift lay ahead, along with a strange, abstract pathway that Mhynt could only assume would mark a way forward, at least from what they'd gathered and Powehi's advice on the matter.
"Just march forward," Mhynt echoed to herself. "Alexander... must be ahead."
"Last chance for preparations," she said, "mental or otherwise."
Dust kicked up beneath them, unnatural in what had once been a beautiful, solemn place. The rift lay ahead, along with a strange, abstract pathway that Mhynt could only assume would mark a way forward, at least from what they'd gathered and Powehi's advice on the matter.
"Just march forward," Mhynt echoed to herself. "Alexander... must be ahead."