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Nova

Encouraged by Durandel's sensible words, Nova made quick the remainder of his meal. He ate ravenously, and his appetite was only tempered by the need to still be able to run quickly without cramping up soon. As his mouth was occupied, it freed up his brain for moment to think. They were to be going right back near that terrible prison, or whatever remained of it. The outlet of it has been in the Sharikere's, and Nova had no doubt that an entrance to that terrible place was somewhere in the cliffs they were about to flee to. What if they stumbled upon it? What if Rashid had come back? Where was that blasted wolf and his minions? If that wolf is allowed to run free, Nova had no doubt it would mean the end of Nigerius. Well, if this endless war did not destroy it first.

"Ready when you lot are" Nova said, straightening out his legs and standing up. It wasn't terribly far to the cliffs, although it would require cutting through the Arlyne's territory along the river if they wanted to get there faster. Either that, or face a long trip around the lake. And with a pack of bloodhounds on them, Nova was doubtful that they could shake them for that long.