Wyrm

The final rays of sunlight had passed over the horizon, and Alexei could hear rumbling deep below the sand.

He took a long slow breath and then said, “It’s time, Risa.”

“Are you sure we have to do this?” Risa asked, “We can’t just hang about until the morning?”

“The Mage Temple needs to know what’s coming,” Alexei replied, “We have no idea what the Demon Lord will do now that we know of his existence. He might do nothing or he might begin to wage war against the kingdom anew. We can’t be responsible for all those deaths, but we will be if we don’t try to at least warn them.”

"And if we die without ever making it to them? Who's going to warn them then?" Risa shot back.

“If we die then there’s no helping them, but if we don’t get back in time then there’s no helping them either, don’t you at least want to give them a chance?” Alexei said.

Risa scowled, when the argument was presented like that there was no way that she could turn it down.

“If we do die I’m going to be really annoyed
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