Sitting up, Hollow slips on his pants, aching from last night. Looking at Faizure, his piece felt active again. Lord, he'll never forget this night. After dressing, he wakes Faizure up, who does the same. "God, I could hear y'all." Naut says, walking out of the hut. His bruises are nearly gone and he no longer flinches when Hollow moves. Atlus comes out as well, not looking in their direction out of embarrassment. Faizure fiddles nervously with his leather tunics clasps. A echoing roar swallows them, then everything turns red. Hollow can feel heat all around him, reaching for Faizure. "My prince." A deep voice calls, deep and haunting.When everything went back to normal, Faizure was gone. By time he saw the red scaly tail, it was over the trees. Running it down, he heads through the woods.