Rurek really didn't want to venture into the wyvern's nest... it's better not to risk it. If they get caught, they'll ask for the map. The Furies probably know these places like the back of their furry hands.
– I'll have to meet your mentor, drop by for a visit, – Rurek grinned. – Let's go where Gaal showed us. The claws are not far away!
There wasn't even a hint of forest. And we still have to go back...
Gaal was pleased with his comrade's enthusiasm.
The group continues on and, having overcome the last part of the Crimson Mountains, finds itself in a completely new location. It had a creepy and, at the same time, melancholic atmosphere.
- The Great Divide... To go further, we need to pass through these fiery gates. They separate the Crimson Mountains from what lies beyond. But I don't know what might happen.
- Let's decide. - Vatagash boldly approaches the terrifying gates. - Will we all go together, or will we test someone's fate?