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Izroth was transported outside the Sunstone Cave along with Ilioreas and Sychia.
"Moving on foot will be too slow. We will take my chariot." Ilioreas stated as he raised his fingers to his mouth and whistled loudly.
A few seconds passed as the sound of hooves rapidly approaching echoed in the atmosphere.
Neeeeigh!
Suddenly, four warhorses made of flames that matched the sun appeared in the sky. The flaming warhorses pulled a grand chariot.
The chariot had two sizable wheels made of flames and gave off a frightening pressure as it approached.
The flaming warhorses moved at incredible speeds before landing in front of the Sunstone Cave.
The moment they landed, Ilioreas walked over to the leading warhorse and gently ran his hand across its mane made of flames.
"It has been a long time, old friend. I will have to depend on you once more." Ilioreas said calmly.