"Let's go," I said as I sat on the Ashlyn, and with a single flap of her wings, she took us into the sky. We have rested for six hours, and now, I am feeling good enough to take on any challenge.
While we took the risk, Nero was still hopping at one artifact after another without taking a rest. Seeing that, I once again opened my mouth to speak but did not say.
Hours passed as we flew through a couple of more cities; at each city, I stopped for a few seconds to collect the scan, and as I studied them, I noticed one interesting thing among human slave seals.
On the way, I begin to do a little tinkering with the seal; if we manage to get control of this ruin, we will have to deal with these seals. These seals are quite good and quite complex; I am sure they have been furnished hundreds of times through the thousands of years, and it is quite hard to find a flaw in them.
