‘It is time,’ said Emeria Starcaller.
‘Are you sure?’ Her sister, Alenia turned to her. She had lost track of how long they have been staring into the abyss. Well, Emeria had been. Alenia never saw anything, and after a few moments she always turned her head away. The darkness within made her light purple skin prickle with an odd kind of fear. Her elder sister, on the other hand, has always been drawn to that pitch black nothingness.
‘Quite,’ Emeria replied, then lifted her bow and started her way back to their village. Her deep scarlet armor rattled with every step.
Alenia quickly followed.