Aldrich gazed at the distant mountain range coming closer and closer.
Even from such a height, it didn't seem the Light Devouring Vulture was flying above the height of the highest peak. Surely, many peaks stood taller than the tallest clouds in the sky. And the Dreamers, Common and Rare alike, were needed to cross this almost circular, mountainous hurdle to reach the checkpoint.
Aldrich knew hardly any ranges were innately round, if not perfectly circular. 'No wonder they have chosen this planet. It's perfect for the current selection.' Aldrich thought and contemplated how many of such circular mountain ranges were on the planet. Certainly not over 3, Aldrich guessed.
"Master," Meuric brought all his strength to utter a word. There was no blood about him, nor was there any sign of obvious anguish or agonizing pain. But one could easily tell the horrifying event from moments ago on the beast's back by the occasional shivering of Shu's wings.
