Arascus turned and looked back to the people, he made sure to maintain his face cool. Not hard, not but not cheery either. The ship sat on the dock, battered by the weather, with seawater still pouring out of it. It was heavier than he had expected.
Or maybe he was just weaker.
The cameras took their pictures, and he lifted off into the air to return to Olephia. She was also working on something for people of Igos apparently.
Iniri pulled Kassandora's hand as the woman sipped more of the wine. She was glad Kass was enjoying it, it was a good bottle, one of Iniri's favourites, and it made the smile on her Iniri's face shine brighter that she could give it to her. "I knew you'd like it." And, most importantly, it had wiped away that sadistic glare in Kassandora's eyes that reminded her of the time Kassandora had been their archenemy in the Great War. That was a terrifying glare, it burned with a pride one could have only when their army razed a city to the ground.
