The fog in the alley was even denser than by the river, carrying with it a strong fishy and briny odor. The closer they got to the Des house, the stronger the smell became, even hinting at a foul stench.
This bizarre smell suggested not only a problem with a fish scale disease but seemed also to herald even more terrifying powers from the sea...
Leading the way was the silhouette of the Matchstick Girl with her basket, followed closely by Miss Luisa, with Shard bringing up the rear. His hands radiated the Glimmer of Silvermoon, ready to confront any potential attacks at a moment's notice.
Fortunately, it was night, and night was when his combat strength was at its peak.
Finally, as they neared the house, Shard noticed faint golden Rifts appearing under his skin. They weren't clear, but they were undoubtedly there.
He furrowed his brows:
"A dream?"
[No, I can be certain this is reality.]
"Miss Luisa, look."
