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Casbian stretched as the trek took them up and down the paths leading to Cannelini. The different house teams grouping together for meals during the days and bedding down for nights. A new day dawned after their meetings at the crossroads. In Pinto, they had made it to their first, yet second locale on this adventure. Casbian wasn’t a talker, but loved to listen to others stories, but the stories were cut short. The center of town is where many of the residents of this town were fleeing from. Some stayed and stood by to fight with the groups here to defeat the rifts. Poised and ready, all here leant into their weapons. The middle of town was now to become the stage of a rough battle. The air which would normally be rich in sound from a nearby town and a forest full of wildlife is now deafening silent, the sound of breathing and one’s own heart beat in their ears. A first sight of pure chaos to come? The void rift bent outward towards the group. And with a pop, Ficus’s head blipped