» A New Frontier

Heaven if you sent us down So we could build a playground you'd be so proud of what we've made The haunting boom of Kaos' voice in a nearby land caught Iskra's wandering attention. He'd taken to exploring the strange new place between breaks in the worst of the constant rain. Back home he would have gone on adventures for fun, but here he was looking for other familiar and lost survivors, some place to safely call home, and even a way to get back home - a small sliver of hope for which remained nestled in his chest like a thorn. Though Iskra wasn't necessarily jumping for joy at running into Kaos again, he was naturally curious about the world and figured it'd be a learning opportunity of nothing else. That and well he still felt that magical pull towards the beast, as if chained in someway to him, an incredibly upsetting thought. The notion that he either lacked a certain amount of free will and (or) had part of Kaos inside of him somehow, was horrifying to consider. Naturally, Iskra did his best to bury those thoughts; he had enough nightmare fuel without adding any more. Unenthusiastically Iskra travelled towards the new, yet familiar place that he hadn't seen before. How had they missed a whole section of the Rift before now? As Kaos spoke and praised them, Iskra remembered that the mist had been too thick to see anything. "Hmm," Iskra mused to himself, wondering what they had done to 'save' the area. Kaos was pleased about it and in a small, spiteful way Iskra wanted to make sure he stopped helping in any way possible. It was childish, but it was the only semblance of power he felt over this relationship with the deity devil. When the creepy-floating-Kaos face just continued to peer out at them after its instructions, Iskra glanced around, still chewing over this new knowledge. He noticed Otem and Volterra nearby and began towards them, ignorant of their arguments. Iskra brightened at the sight of the short Gladiator and with an eager trot bounded up towards the group. "Hey!" he greeted those he knew, slipping in on the other side of Volterra, peering around the big stallion at Otem to whom he flashed a smile before turning his attention on his Sultan and Gladiator. "Pipp, you're okay!!" he'd trade his guns for love I s k r A but he's caught in the crossfire

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