[Realm: Álfheimr]
[Location: China Country]
[Outskirts]
It was not long before they found themselves beyond the porcelain city's walls—if those fractured barriers could still be called walls at all. Vast cracks split the once-pristine surface, wide enough to serve as exits without ceremony or guards needing to open gates that no longer properly functioned.
Puck hovered just ahead, turning slowly in the air as she took it all in.
"So," she began, dragging the word out as her gaze shifted from the broken walls to the open land beyond, "most of the Deseruit Beasts are holed up in this Dark Forest you mentioned?" Her tone was still polite as she glanced down at Anastacia, who stood below with a small contingent of porcelain guards flanking her.
