"Go, my master. Save the world. I'll be waiting here for you, patiently. Hurry back, master." She curls against him, savoring their time together, shielding their bond a little, to keep her pain from overwhelming him. "I'm looking forward to it."<br/><br/>Borval nods, once he arrives, and they set out, mostly quiet and somber for their journey. Six hours later, the women rejoin them, informing them that they found a good squad who'll meet up with them a half-day ahead, near the mountain, to serve as their distraction. Their journey is mostly uneventful, aside from a few small undead patrols, usually taken out in only a few seconds of battle.<br/><br/>Night falls, finding away from any nearby cities; they'll need to set up camp for the night.