The Third Cataclysm [3]

Things were quiet in Immorra. As they had been for quite a while now.

The time for the impending war was about to come.

Everyone was sure of it, as they had been warned beforehand. The city streets of Immorra were filled with a palpable sense of unease, and individuals clad in armor were seen roaming the area.

"Are you ready? The portal should be opening anytime now."

Emma turned to Amanda, who had been keeping a low profile while standing next to her. She was standing still, staring silently over the vast area of land that was in front of her while her bow was firmly held in her hand.

How long had it been since she'd last seen him?

He had promised her he'd visit every week, which was about ten weeks in here, but… 

'Liar.'

He had only come once in the past and never returned since.