Kaiser watched Aman and the others flee, then sighed tiredly. They were cowardly, but he couldn't blame them. Any rational human would run in the face of death.
Ignoring the slight interruption, he resumed his journey. The Third Isle was connected to the Main Island through a real bridge. Although there were also vines connecting both islands, people mostly used the man-made bridge. Of course that didn't mean it wasn't dangerous, but it was safer since several Nirad Hunters crossed it frequently.
'According to my memory, it's towards the northeast.'
Kaiser thought, his pace unhurried. At some point, he stopped. In the distance, a Thunderhorn was grazing on the grass.
Kaiser studied the beast in silence.
It was enormous. A hulking predator with the body of a lion, built from slabs of muscle that shifted beneath a coat of dark fur. A thick white mane framed its head like a crown of frost, contrasting sharply with the rest of its body.
