Lia and Vion followed Razor into the temple. Vion wasn't as big on the place but he had been here before and knew that it wasn't that scary. The fortress was worse. Plus he liked the glow of the lava. It made the temple really stand out to the young boy. Lia on the otherhand felt out of place. She looked the part, acted the part, but she wasn't too keen being here. She never felt so out of place.
Vion had waddled after Razor and bowed to the statue like his father did. He knew to copy Razor on everything. Lia took a little more time looking at the shrine and taking in the beauty. By the time she noticed the two boys, she quickly paid her respects to the god. The last thing she needed was more bad luck....
Vion had waddled after Razor and bowed to the statue like his father did. He knew to copy Razor on everything. Lia took a little more time looking at the shrine and taking in the beauty. By the time she noticed the two boys, she quickly paid her respects to the god. The last thing she needed was more bad luck....
