"You have tapped into this world. What have you found?" the Unknown King asked the Alchemists.
"A world plagued by miasma," they answered as one. "It transforms people into demons and twists their thoughts. The vilest attributes of the demon kind come from it, and it erupts regularly from the mountains of their world. Our army would not survive prolonged exposure unless we brought the Rune of Light."
Their eyes shifted towards Isolde before returning to the Unknown King. They said nothing, but he understood what they were suggesting.
Dragons were the exception.
It would be reckless, even abusive, to demand Isolde's dragons simply because they could survive where his army could not. He wouldn't do it, and he had no need for an army in the first place.
"Will this miasma affect him?" Isolde asked the question already on his mind.
"We…" The Alchemists began together, only for their voices to trail off.
"…are not certain," Zaun finished.
