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The lack of arrows did not go unnoticed, but after the raid on AniWaya there had been a surplus of well-crafted weapons. Two new horses too, but these were less useful in Enkiel’s eyes. He disliked horses, as he did most animals. After all, he had feet—he could carry himself as far as he wanted. This was how he made his way all the way from Egypt, travelling with boats and strangers and finding his purpose along the way.
“Inferni is quite large,” he explained as he turned to follow a well-worn, wide trail. It had been carved over the years and widened with the addition of horses. At least that, Enkiel agreed, was useful. Travel within the territory was easy. His pace quickened and within almost half-an-hour they had cut close. The dip in the valley was obvious, and within this dip, a collection of caves rose from the ground. Rocky and grass-covered in many spots, they were a site. Some, too, had décor marking them—Ezekiel had mounted one of his sister’s painted skulls over his own, and it was here that a large black bird perched. Ibsen cawed loudly, and from this, drew a blonde figure from his home.
“That is Ezekiel,” Enkiel motioned. And as the jackal excused himself, the Aquila trotted towards the pair. He shot the healer a questioning look. “This is Alma. She wishes to join. She has hunted with a bow and uses a spear. I will leave her to you.”
The scarred coyote, pleased, looked to her for further information as Enkiel began heading off eastward.
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