A week later, the three departed, bidding farewell to Raven and the Lion's Fang. They had helped the group settle in the aftermath of the great battle that led to the fall of the Ruler of Gluttony. Even now, they still struggled to fully grasp that such a feared being had truly been defeated.
"So… where are we heading?" Vashno asked.
"Mine Valley," Eztein replied.
"Mine Valley?!" Vashno and Doranjan exclaimed, eyes wide with surprise.
Eztein nodded. "The Dragon Council is still active, but it's quite different from before. The heads who assisted us previously didn't survive, so the structure of the Council has changed."
"I've been in contact with them for the past few months. They're the ones who gathered information for me," Eztein explained.
"I see…" Vashno and Doranjan nodded, their expressions grave.
That battle in the past had nearly wiped them out.
