Back to the Boatman

Devrim, Junayd and Gandr crested the final hill and caught sight of the large lake. "I really did not think I would see this place again," the Emperor whispered with a sigh.

The group had had few hiccups since their run-in with Ravenna's troops, but now they were approaching the real test. Gandr had tried using his earth magic to speed them along, but it had startled the horses. One of the steeds actually bolted, costing them precious time. In the end, Gandr's wind magic proved the best solution to give them the extra push they needed to get to this point.

"Do we cross or go around?" Gandr asked, indicating the large body of water. This had been the great debate for the last day and a half.

"You said yourself that going around will take at least an extra day. That is time we cannot afford to lose," Devrim stated.

"But we will also need the horses to go back home. They will not be able to cross the lake and we cannot just leave them and hope we find them later," Junayd pointed out.

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