Cyan looked up at the mountain. It had steep sides with pointed, sharp rocks jutting out at odd places, daring anyone to climb. These ingrates wouldn’t be able to climb it; she thought as she looked out at the party that joined her. They have gathered around in a circle, whispering in hushed tones amongst themselves. Left to her, she would let them climb the mountain and fall to their doom. All of them were beneath her anyway. But she needed them. Cairbes’ barrier may have diminished, but she would be a fool to take that as weakness. Her little sister had always been stubborn, especially when she had her loved ones to protect. Underestimating her would be a huge mistake. Cyan looked at the mountain again, catching a glimpse of the pillar that held the small Qodin town aloft. She would
