I stepped out of the boat and onto the sand, finally ready to start my adventure and fulfill the dream I once had. This time, without threatening to kill all who stood in my way. Almost everyone around me seemed to be dressed in old clothes crafted to blend in with the environment. Far ahead I could see a large canyon which also disappeared far off in the distant.
“Follow me, I’ll be your guide around these parts and even get you inside the palace” said Ozan. He looked more alive then he did back at Daemonheim, but I wasn’t surprised. Even I was beginning to have a change of heart.
“We’ll be going now Ozan, Daemon.” said Sir Owen.
“Going where?” I asked, not wanting our group to get separated.
“Don’t worry handsome, we’ll meet again. Though each of us have something we must do, so your journey with us ends here for now. Enjoy the tour” said Ariane. I lifted my hands and gestured a wave as Raptor, Ariane, and Sir Owen walked towards the path which lead to the canyon I saw before.
“Shall we go?” asked Ozan. I looked around before responding. Shaking my head as a sign of approval, I followed Ozan. As we walked along a narrow path with buildings in every direction, I could see guards roaming around as though they were searching for someone. The wind began to get wild, signaling a sign of what could possibly be a sandstorm.
“OZAN! There you are” came a voice from far ahead. A seemingly large figure was running towards Ozan and I. It was a fat man wearing an elegant dishdasha with a white beard and matching eyebrows. The glasses he wore gave the impression of someone smart.
“Hassan, what is it” Ozan asked with a confused tone. I figured he was speaking to the man that was rushing to meet up with us.
“It’s Prince Ali! He’s been kidnapped by thieves!” spoke Hassan, at least that’s what Ozan called him.
“Prince?” I began to think. All this time I had thought Ozan was the prince but it seems I was wrong.
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