Exile sighed when he finally got Noslin's officers to calm down after explaining the situation to them. Many of them wanted to go after her, but Exile managed to convince them it was a bad idea and against Noslin's wishes. He flew alongside the many spells that formed to create a stable structure that the players could climb.
Every now and then, he had to swoop down and catch someone who fell off of it. 'Another one.' Exile groaned as he caught a player by their collar and tossed them onto the platforms. 'This is so slow.' He glanced up to see that the head of the army had not even climbed up halfway yet.
He was eager to return to Himinbjörg as soon as possible. After all, he had a lot of work to do to prepare for the battle with Nar'Kozz. Hours passed as that tedious routine continued. Exile could feel the tension rising in the army.
