With Gavin and Yvette leading the way, Jared threaded through a maze of razor ridges and half-hidden goat tracks that laced the outer rims of the Myriad Beast Mountains.
The two guides bled with every step, yet their instincts spared the party from spore, choked ravines and dens where slumbering monsters breathed sulfurous steam.
***
Long hours passed.
When the sun drooped low and painted the western clouds a molten orange, Gavin lifted a vine curtain to reveal an illusion-shrouded fissure between twin peaks.
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