When Kiro came to, he was standing in the middle of the village. Just where the tower had been. Viktor and Aeron stood on either side of him.
By their lack of questions and curiosity, he concluded that, no time had passed since he left this realm. Its always been like this when he had left Asgard — though it only happened once.
By the looks of things around the village, they'd lifted the curse or at least Kiro got what he came here for. The villagers were slowly leaving their hiding places with the fog gone.
Thin and sickly, it looked like their bones would break under their already reduced weight. Even the children dragged their feet, everyone was hurrying, as fast as they could, to the food storage.
"Aeron, we need to hurry back to our base. Sorry Viktor, but members only." He would've grabbed Aeron's arm if he didn't act quickly to follow him.
Ding!
