Chapter 271: Nhazual's Gift to Curhio Part 3

"So it's... just the five of you?" Walker pops a brow, unimpressed with the plan. "Against Curhio?"

We're outside Nhazual's Pass, the cavernous tunnel that links the Northern terrain with its Southern neighbor. The shadowy entrance is stationed behind Sampson, a narrow split down the mountainside, just wide enough for passage. I'm not sure when I was elected to go with the others and seek out the centuries-old Nerwo, but apparently, I'm one of the five. Reid doesn't look happy. Actually, he looks disappointed...and maybe a little bit worried.

"We're not against Curhio," Sampson amends with a tilt of his head, his long, slender fingers gesturing to make a point, "we're seeking his help, so there should be no reason to expect violence. We will find Curhio and carefully," he stresses, "explain that Nhazual has been detained, but requests we return the Gift to her."

The tribesman looks from the Fychu to me. "Still. Five might not be enough."

"I'll go."