The salty scent of the ocean blew through her ears as she made great leaps and bounds through the darkness towards the black spire protruding from the horizon. The strangest thing about the mountain was the little flecks of light dotting it, almost like windows. Maybe Heldegras was there. Flitz had dug herself a shadey spot to lay low in during the day, but now it was go time.
She landed in a cloud of sand and hid herself behind a dune. The thing before her was huge. It was a mountain and a tower at the same time it seemed. Judging by the lights, it couldn't have possibly been a long forgotten abandoned relic, it was inhabited.
Clotted matted chunks of blood streaked down her neck, arm and side. Before she got any closer, she'd have to make certain exactly what kinds of creatures lived there.