Odin looked at the female depart towards Hallowfort. Was she the one who killed the Blue Reaper, It had to be, she had presented a corpse after all. Bowing as much as his bulky body allowed, he turned back to his group. We will not be using this path. Why not? Who says she spoke the truth? The friend of shadows said. Odin smiled under his helmet, the stone cracking on his face. To doubt and deceive was in his nature, She is a wielder of ash. A powerful warrior to be sure, one I could not identify. We should listen to her words and seek an alternative path. I agree with Odin. We should listen to anybody capable of killing Reapers. The moth mage said. A reaper, single. Maybe she found it dead. We could take her together, the storage item she has would sell for dozens of gold. The Shadow mage insisted. Odin smiled again, speaking in a calm voice, And who would buy such a thing from the likes of us? It would be stolen or taken by force. Come now, we should find a way to descend. The longer we dwell the more energy we waste. He walked on, ready to smash the shadow mage to pieces should he try to betray him. Alliances forged by need are not to rely on. Odin remembered his brothers words. Perhaps in the second layer they would forge the bonds necessary to survive. It would be a difficult journey.
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