The ship on which Lady Vergara and Vir were traveling docked at an empty harbor on the eastern coast of the Northeast Dead Country.
The two were dropped off at the old harbor and the ship headed back to the center of the Black Sea.
"Well, I guess this is where we part ways, young man." Lady Vergara let out a deep breath. She was on the back of her dragon. "Are you sure of your choice?"
Vir grinned subtly. He didn't know the reason why she always called him 'young man' when Vir thought she was no older than he was.
It was just that his thoughts about Raemon being the same person as Ralph the God Rider had left him unable to think much more. Or to ask the lady why.
"Before I go," Lady Vergara continued. "I just want you to think about this one thing."
The Vulcher man glanced at the Vagus Chieftain.
