Guardians of Corruption and Ground
"Useless." Liro muttered as he stood up, leaving Himinn and walked towards the rocks. "I don't know." He replied to Cyra.
"Well that was helpful. If my memory serves correctly, then it is his shirt or robe thing. What do you think happened?"
Liro touched the ground. "It collapsed naturally, well all of the fighting and commotion that was going on here probably helped collapse it."
"I wonder if the remainder of the Nether portal caused it? If there was a remainder at all?"
Liro shrugged. "I don't know exactly." He sighed and grabbed Endal's hand, his skin was ice cold.
"Well congratulations on grabbing a dead creature's hand. What's next, captain?"
Liro turned around and yelled at Himinn again. "Can you please tell me what happened?!" Maybe he should try something different. He walked up to Himinn sat down next to her and softly asked. "Are you okay?"
"She's probably still half dead. Basically traumatized. Hmm. What if this isn't Endal? What if there were other Guardians that arrived?" Cyra frowned, thinking hard. "Wasn't Fauna in the cave, too?
"As far as I know the people who were here after we left were Endal, Himinn and Fauna. Himinn is right here so it's either Endal and Fauna unless other people arrived, obviously." Liro looked at the hand. "Do you think it's worth the effort to get the body out of there?"
"Well I probably can't, by using both corruption and physical force. I'm too dead for that. You're still tired from all the fights, too. It's just a corpse anyways. Nothing special. It's dead. Gone." Cyra sat down again. "Would be nice to see who it was though."
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Faliara ))