((Kimera is out for a week, so we'll just assume Siereis hangs about without doing too much for now.))<br/><br/>Smiling a little, for a chance, Faelyn nodded at Sierra. She was at least happy that no one was deciding to abandon the mission at the last moment. Even if she wasn't perfectly happy with the crew she had with her, at least she would have a crew. She rather had a somewhat unconventional group of comrades than none at all. Venturing into the wastelands alone would have been less than pleasant experience, and she would have probably gotten killed in her sleep eventually. She only hoped that the dangers of the wastelands would make the group operate together, rather than have them at each other's throats.<br/><br/><strong>"It's not entirely swampy..."</strong>She responded to Sierra.<strong>"The area we are going for is on a desert, and before then, the marshland will turn into a forest..."</strong>That being said, she already knew that most of the trees of the forests in the wastelands were dead, those that were alive were somehow mutated, and half of the alive ones could prove to be a bit too alive. She didn't feel like saying that now though, they'd still have the marshland to get through first.<br/><br/>She smirked a little at Apostle's comment and couldn't help but shake he her head and comment on it even if it was directed to Sierra.<strong>"Well, you did mention something about running your sword through me before now..."</strong>She commented.<strong>"Who is to stop you from doing so to anyone else...?"</strong>Her demeanour displayed that she wasn't very worried about it though. On a normal day she might have been. On a normal mission she would have gotten rid of someone who threatened her in any manner. Right now she was so much more worried about the dangers they would face, that someone running their mouth at her was the least of her concerns.<br/><br/>She made sure that Sessuri and her companion was following her. The aquatic creature seemed to have gone silent for the time being. Maybe they were conversing with each other telepathically. At least the marshlands would suit them. Much better than the desert they were going to face. She only hoped that the water supply would be enough to keep them in condition, or there could be serious trouble.<br/><br/>"Watch your step in here..." She stated as she headed onwards. The swamps were treacherous, and a singe misstep could end up being fateful. Well, since there were four of them, there was a good chance of rescue, but disturbing the surface could awaken what lied beneath the surface, making any rescuing attempt extremely difficult.<strong>"And stay alert for any movement. There is a good chance that anything you see moving could kill you."</strong>She knew that it probably wasn't a boost for the morale, but she was more interested in staying alive than boosting the morale right now.<br/><br/>She chose to move on the front, hoping that others wouldn't stray much from the path she took. At least that way they'd have only one person with a good chance of screwing things up for them. Herself. Until a while ago, they had still been within the reach of the snipers and machine guns of the gates, and could have expected help. By now, the mist had made it impossible for the gates, and no one from the gates could possibly see them either, nor would the guns have enough reach to assist them. Further they went the thicker the mist got, to a point where visibility was completely cut off at hundred feet and clear visibility was only just enough to be able to see each other perfectly. Everything else was just... Shadows and outlines. It was seriously creepy.<br/><br/>Suddenly she felt her foot sink.<strong>"Shit!"</strong>She swore audibly. It was bound to happen sooner or later. "On guard!" She called out to the others as she pulled her foot out slowly and drew his rifle, looking around scanning her surroundings. She could see no movement and sighed silently before turning to look at the others.<strong>"Seems we are alright..."</strong>She stated, relieved.<strong>"Everyone alright..?"</strong>She asked sheathing her rifle, and as her attention was turned to the others, something large rose from behind her. It could have been a tentacle, or some kind of a snake but it made no noise whatsoever, it would keep rising until it was at least ten feet tall.