"...Ossuary Valleys."
Zephyr nodded, already beginning to weave spatial aura between his fingers.
As we crossed through the portal, the entrance of the valleys, where the Wastelands came to an end, welcomed us.
The ground beneath us wasn't solid earth or even that obsidian one - it was an endless carpet of bones. Femurs, ribcages, skulls of creatures both familiar and utterly alien. We didn't walk over them so much as wade through them, each step sinking slightly into the macabre foundation with disturbing crunches and shifts.
"Are you really sure we can find the bone relics you mentioned here? There is nothing but bones here." I asked, trying not to think about what I was stepping on. It felt kind of... wrong.
What if... There are bones of...
"Yes," Zephyr replied, snapping me out of my thoughts. "We just have to look carefully. If not, we can always attract the monsters, and if we're lucky, we'll attract the ones that can drop them."
