A thunderous impact.
A three-beat pace.
A pause.
Then another clatter.
And... another pause.
It was like the rhythmic beat of a distant drum.
Alden blinked.
His eyelids slowly fluttered open.
Immediately, he realised he was no longer inside the dim cell.
…And what he saw made him pause.
In front of him, a vast, rocky plain stretched forth endlessly. The firmament rumbled from above, glowing behind a dense mass of black clouds. Rain fell from the sky and the wind was razor-sharp.
However, that wasn't what caught Alden's eye.
No, it was the rider... in front of him.
