Less Than Cautious
~Chapter 85~
The storm was beginning to die down when they landed, the worst of it having already passed; the echoing thunder coming from the direction of where the wind was blowing too. It was still raining, puddles of red decorating the city streets, an oddly gruesome sight, as they made their way from the tower to the waterfront, following Fon's lead. Taking a less direct route had wasted little extra time, and the rain was no bother with a proficient water mage amongst them.