The food was tasty enough and loot quickly hidden in better pockets by the greedy adventurers. The stairs that Mola had blocked led Vix and Ran to a wide deck at the top of the fortress. A relatively bright light and heavy wind greeted them as they stepped out of the indoors into that swampland. The two could immediately spot signs on the sky that they had indeed been moving for quite a while already.<br/><br/>Behind a thick tower rising from the middle of the deck the horizon was beginning to grow bluer as if another bright azure sky overlapped with the cloudy grey one of this world. Distant figures of celestial bodies filled that blue sky like ghosts. Indeed the castle was fast approaching the territory where this reality aligned with Worldfall.<br/><br/>There were dozens, maybe even over a hundred people just hanging from their wrists all naked, cold as the behemonth of a vehicle kept lumbering forward and the two realities began mixing; the Worldfall kept getting clearer and clearer. Vix and Ran had to work quickly to make sure the people would not end up as slaves for the highest bidder in that strange place. The cranes and chains had to be lowered one by one and walking at the narrow catwalks that surrounded the 'central deck' of the fortress did require some daring. After not managing to puke while dancing on moving metal planks Vix could already feel that she probably wouldn't throw up no matter what happened.<br/><br/>As the two kept piling people on the side of the fortress, some of them just started fleeing already by climbing down its legs and jumping into the swamp. No doubt many of the locals knew how to get along here quite well, and they left in big groups anyway so if something came up then surely they could handle it. Majority waited for the shackles to be removed before leaving however and thanked Ran and Vix before disembarking with a hurry. Of course there were a few groups of people who would refuse to go without their property. Loudest among them was an angry looking green man with a gaunt and short build. Like some dirty old geezer he did not much care if his dong was seen when he approached the bunny and began complaining to her, "Where is my merchandise girl?! We came here with money, clothes, weapons, tradegoods and vehicles! Where have you put them? We refuse to leave before our property is returned."