Mariek and Larika were both silent as they huddled up their horses while sweeping glances at Yllana.
"Afraid?" Yllana gazed at them. She mounted her horse.
"No," Larika mounted too and looked straight at Yllana's eyes. They have changed back into their original looks. The fruits of disguise that Azimuth gave them already lost its power. Larika pulled her horse closer to Yllana. "I'm afraid not because of what you are, but for who you might become when you lose control."
"Like him?" She chuckled. There was a hint of contempt in her tone.
Midel quickly held onto Larika's arm and pulled on her harshly. But Yllana tugged on his sleeve on the side. She smiled at him weakly. "Once this is over, she'll have her freedom."
The horses galloped. They traveled day and night. They only rested when the horses needed to. After a week, they arrived at the Fairkeep Forest. In the middle of the forest was the falls.
