"What the fuck is this?" Bjorn groaned as he peered at a makeshift fortress in the distance.
"Whatever it is, it doesn't look good." Fjora sighed as she glanced at Ania standing in front of them.
Ania edged her horse forward a few steps before turning to look at both of them. 'I can't send someone to check on it. This isn't here by accident.' Ania groaned before her eyes landed on Skalr. He gazed at the fortress with an aloof expression from atop his horse.
'If I didn't know better, I'd say he's trying to draw attention to himself.' Ania sighed as she stared at the old Runelord off to the side of the army. 'We still don't know anything about him.'
"Skalr?" Ania said as she waved at him to come forward.
"Yes, princess?"
"Do you have a way to find out what's going on?" Ania asked as she searched his expression.
