"How dangerous is it likely to be?"

"I could handle it myself easy, and it probably wouldn't kill even farm boy over here if he was trying to take the entire thing on alone. We stick to the outside and we should be fine."

"Agreed, then."

"Right. This way..."

She's not able to fly them the entire way, but she can do long hops just fine even with fairly short rests between. Night falls quickly, but Leya mutters a spell giving herself night vision. The tomb she brings them to -

It's strange. Like there's nothing there. The outside is white marble ruins, fading into the forest, vines growing up broken columns that scream this place is forgotten. A pervasive shadow lies over it, deeper than it should be, and the columns glow in the moonlight.

"We should skirt around the outskirts - walking, keeping moving - but the longer we stay, the stronger the effect will be."

"Mm. I do not like this place."

"How so?"

"It feels... incorrect. Warped."

"It feels like a normal tomb to me. Though 'warped' isn't a bad description..."

Luka makes a face. "They're all creepy. Even the Hero tombs."

"I do not wish to linger here once our purpose has been fulfilled."

"That's fine. We'll keep moving, though going on foot will give me time to recover and get less attention..."

"We should have enough distance by now, yes."

She nods and starts walking.

"So why was Taurna so interested in keeping you?"

"He's been fighting with my family for decades, and I humiliated him recently."

"How so?"

"Stole a rather large chunk of classified material; after we'd used what we could militarily, I had the embarrassing bits spread."

"His response seems a bit disproportionate."

"Normal, for someone like him."

She clicks her tongue. "Poorly civilized."

Smile. "Sadly so."

"In my world, a man like he would not be gotten so far."

"Your world?"

"I am not a native. Luka mentioned a concept called the 'Summoned Hero'?"

" - Yes. They've always been a teenager at the oldest."