Near the outskirts of what seemed a bustling town across the arid lands, Strav and Ashtra landed in sheer silence, dropping off everyone behind their backs slowly.
Nathalie took a couple of thuds on the chapped ground, and she knew her black combat boots would've come in handy at this moment.
But then, Dusk and Dawn uprooted in their position as they looked at the place with a horrifying gaze.
She peered to the side, assessing Jonathan's reaction, but he also wore a grim visage overlooking the town.
Just when he was about to move, the twins blurted out, afraid of what their master had thought right now. He then met their eyes upon how they looked so lost after realizing where they were.
"Your Grace! This— isn't the place we…" Dusk stammered with his face turned paler than ever.
But then, Dawn went on his knees, grabbing the hem of Jonathan's cloak as he pleaded, "No! Please don't throw us back to this hell hole!"
