She answers quietly.<br/><br/>"I don't have wings... well, not my own. I can hear the whispers of the dead gods, things long forgotten and no longer worshiped. I can bind them to myself and channel their power briefly, though doing so always shows a small display, making me resemble them in some fashion. I was not really trained in how to do any of this, it all comes innately. However yes, the knowledge of how to fight did pass on through this link, and I needed to protect both my friend and myself."<br/><br/>Eventually, they both reach the castle. It is not surrounded by a moat, instead being placed in the middle of a giant graveyard, tombstones littering the hills nearby. The towers practically split the clouds, they are that high, and the whole place looks as though best suited for an evil overlord or a vampire.