Sayda had experienced travel in all kinds of vehicles from land to sea and even air, but never had she experienced traveling within the belly of a whale.
If anything, it was a rather novel experience, if she ignored the unfortunate stench that came with dwelling within the fish's stomach as it transported herself and Douglas to Henos.
It was also quite fast, allowing her to rest at ease with the fact that she would be arriving in Henos before the Month of Astra.
Letting out a sigh as a mouth appeared next to her and devoured the foul smell, Sayda glanced at Douglas who lay limp beside her, his very consciousness devoured to ensure he wouldn't be in too much trouble during transit.
Her gaze fell on the map on his back and instinctively, she reached out, tracing the intricate lines with a look of intrigue.
She could still recall when she'd learned of the Midnight Pearl and what it had done to the Werewolves.
