It took a few days for the group riding the Raptors to leave the sickening smell of the swamps behind, before entering a green expanse that separated them from Morgeth. The flat turf stretched as far as the eye could see until they could faintly see the mountains and the Dragons Plateau on the horizon.
"Ugh... I can still smell dat fuckin' stench..." Kimora said as she was galloping on Mauler.
"Ah! Sister, that wonderful scent reminded me of when my grandmother prepared succulent dishes.
I hope she is cooking for Flemest and giving Him a taste of her wonderful cuisine, ah ah ah!" Bromur exclaimed as he was riding hi Raptor besides the Human.
"If the smell is an indicator, maybe your God shouldn't eat it..." Cyn'Thia pointed seated behind Jorael on Kruma.
"Ah! Don't you know that the more it stinks, the better?!" the Dwarf said confidently.
"Yes, thanks but no.