I won’t keep you waiting too long…

Ares kept an eye on Jorgan and Runar as they continued their trek up. They had travelled quite a few miles already, making a decent pace through the mountain. Apparently they should expect to get to the shrine at the end of the third day, though with all the fighting they had expected, a few more days would have been more prudent to expect. Yet… there was no fighting. None at all.

Even though Ares wasn't quite as blood thirsty as Rob seemed to be, even he felt uncomfortable. He had expected much more of a struggle, and though he was glad he didn't have to, he felt uncomfortable that this place was even more of an unknown element to him now. He had hoped that Marina's expertise and knowledge would have been useful, but the change had thrown that into disorder. Though there may be a time later when her opinion would become useful.