Zilvra tightly held the Mage's arm: "Lynch, when can I always gaze at this beautiful sky?"
"Very soon," the Mage replied, holding Zilvra's hand and placing it in the crook of his arm. "Before we reach the nearest town, you'll be able to enjoy the scenery here as much as I do. But during this time, you must be obedient and not strain your eyes too much; it wouldn't be good if they got damaged."
"You must lead me there," Zilvra said. "No objections allowed on this matter."
"Of course, when I promised you a delightful surface world, I already considered this possibility," the Mage said, leading the female Drow towards his friends. "In the Underdark, you guided me through damp and treacherous paths. Now, I'm merely doing the same as you did back then."
Deluo watched them approach slowly, letting out a "haha" laugh. He nudged Nimo next to him with his elbow but hit the Dwarf's head instead. "Nimo, look, a rare sight indeed..."
