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Nekharat looked to the mountain once again, this time keeping her gaze fixed upon it. There was something about the Peak that drew her in—an almost unconscious, magnetic pull that pressed on her from the inside. Even if she hadn’t met the mysterious Amduat in these lands some time ago, she would have likely found her way there anyway. Only because the red mare was the sort that listened to her gut—if she didn’t do that, what direction did she have?
“Mmm, yes,” she nodded. “I intend to see that one up close.” Valens was right though, it would certainly take some effort to get there. And as much as she had enjoyed this lovely intermission, it was time for Nekharat to advance to the summit.
“I shouldn’t delay any longer,” she continued, looking back to Valens. “I must say, it was an absolute pleasure meeting you Valens, my friend.”
And it was. He had bolstered her confidence at a time she had needed it most, and certainly Nekharat would be happy to return the favor in the future if he should desire it.
“I do hope we cross paths again one day. And that you might seek me out, should you ever need anything,” she finished with a kind smile before departing for the mountain.
NEKHARAT
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