Outside the elvish capital, Arad stood with everyone and looked toward the sky. "This is far enough. We'll fly after we cross the mountain."
Aella approached him, "Let's hurry. We shouldn't keep Mira waiting any longer." She smiled.
"Are we going to walk there?" Jack looked at Arad, "It would take half a day," He looked around.
"I can't exactly carry you all," Kayden said in the back, "I don't have any long-distance teleport magic. What about your void step?"
"You're too much to move," Arad replied, "I tried teleporting you, but you don't budge."
Kayden's six eyes opened up, looking everywhere as he thought. "I'm not that versed in magic, but I know that the soul's weight can hinder control."
Arad approached him, "What are you talking about? I should be able to move anything as long as the total weight is less than my draconic weight. Why can't I move you?"
