Kynrind rode along, bent over the saddle, gripping the reins heard as pain tore through her body. Behind her, Anoria gasped, barely staying in her saddle as she cast cleansing spells on herself and her sister. The bond they had letting her feel her sister's pain. The pair flew down the road.<br/><br/>Before long Kyn reined to the north, guiding them around the Broken controlled ruins of Tuurem. She stopped in a thicket, scannign the wood around them for the Broken guards that patrolled around the town. Behind her, Anoria drank a mana potion as she cast several healing spells on the two.