Chapter 421: Destination: Polyglint Mines

"I could have looked a lot worse if we stayed on the ground," Thomas said.

Olpi followed Thomas's line of sight over her shoulder. The pillar of smog had faded, as even Dragon fire had its limits, yet many carriages were already on route for the Bloodwood. 'I had barely seen anyone the other day,' she thought.

"I told you," Doevm reminded the group. "High bounties draw out the strong."

Elero cursed, "Even after those War Monks jumped ship for Vilbar, they're still a pain in the ass."

"Is it a problem that we stand out," Olpi asked, trying to make herself look small atop the enormous Wyvern.

"Follow me," Elero said. She signaled for her Wyvern to ascend into the clouds, the rest following behind her. The clouds' chilly mist cloaked the suits, overriding their capability to keep out the cold.

Olpi rubbed her arms and sighed.

"Something wrong?" Thomas asked, appearing perfectly fine.