A flash appeared in Valheim's temple as Exile appeared in the silent city. 'This is too strange.' He wasted no time as he set off to see an old friend.
His footsteps echoed off the walls of the alleys as he studied the buildings for any sign of damage from the war with Nar'Kozz. 'I guess they weren't strong enough to cause serious damage. It's that, or the city has a repair function.'
Exile contemplated the serenity of the silent city. However, it was unnerving to be in such a large place that was supposed to be full of life. 'The other Pantheons should arrive here later today or tomorrow. I wonder what mobs they'll find by travelling back across the land?'
He knew they had chosen the land route instead of heading for the Autosphere underground because they felt uneasy. With Nar'Kozz rising up from the tunnels, the other leaders were concerned there may be other ancient horrors down there yet to be discovered.
