Cyrus's eyes widened as Wiflor did indeed move the boulder, taking out a couple trees in the process. When she looked back at him, Cyrus smiled and gave her a thumbs up. "Good job." Cyrus sat up on the wagon and began to drive it forward. There was a ton of snow on the ground, so the going was rather slow. But at the end of the day, they finally reached Faladin. Cyrus and Atticus met up, bought supplies, and moved on. They didn't want to stay in a town where they would have to leave their gold out in the open.<br/><br/>Days passed as they came ever closer to their goal. Then, on the final day of their journey, they stopped to make camp. The tents were grouped together, and the wagons full of gold and treasures were circled around the camp. They paid off the mercenaries at the previous town, so they would have to make the final stretch of their journey alone. Now they were eating dinner of steak and boiled red potatoes. Wiflor had her own steak. Cyrus was happy. It had been awhile since he had steak.