92 Descendant of God

The silvery moon illuminated the plains with dim, cold moonlight. Soran halted the carriage and got off. He was planning to stop for the night, so he laid his back against the carriage as he sat on the ground. He closed his eyes, to rest briefly while taking great care not to fall asleep.

Even though the region had been cleared recently by the Whiterun army, Soran still remained vigilant. He constantly reminded himself that the reason reached the Realm of Legends before was because of his careful and vigilant attitude. It was important that he keep his guard up at all times.

Gloria exited the carriage and walked around. With a flick of her fingers, a magical glow enshrouded the carriage. She went to Soran and said, "Rest at ease, I've set a magical alarm around us."

That's why spellcasters were so useful.

Soran glanced at her, then gazed into the distance before replying, "Thank you."