Meanwhile, somewhere deep within the dark, damp crevices directly beneath Syris' imposing obsidian castle, Vex had already made himself comfortable.
He was currently lounging in a hidden, subterranean cave carved directly into the castle's foundation. It was a secret little den he had meticulously, quietly chiseled out himself right under the Snake King's nose. Every single time Vex had been invited to the swamp to consult on a job or trade goods, he had secretly chipped away at the stone.
The Fox Shaman possessed many hidden dens scattered entirely across the forest and beyond. With his extensive list of enemies, it was never, ever safe for him to stay in one place for too long.
Everything so far had been going flawlessly according to his grand plan. Just as he had gleefully anticipated, the Golden Eagle Prince had followed Ren all the way to the swamp. Vex hummed a cheerful, melodic tune, popping a dried berry into his mouth.
