Spots a Giant Nevermore even from quite far

I looked past him and immediately saw what he was referring to. He’d stopped us quite a ways away, far enough off to avoid notice for now even if we hadn’t been hidden by the trees. From here, it probably couldn’t see us.

Too bad. I could see it even if it should have been little more than a speck in the distance.

I snorted once and then it turned into a chuckle of my own; I could still see the half-smile on Adam’s face as well, looking a little worried and a lot excited.

“I didn’t take you for the sentimental type,” I mused, glancing at him with a raised eyebrow. “You sure?”

“I’m sure,” He said. “If it’s like this I can just imagine I’m stabbing you in the face.”

“We did that before, as I recall.” I noted.

“Yeah—but this might actually be fun.”

“Fun,” I said, nodding at the word. “Fun. Yeah…maybe just a bit.”

“You come a long way, you said,” He remained. “You up for this?”

“Oh,” I smiled. “Absolutely.”

In the distance, the Giant Nevermore soared high above the forest, black wings on dark air.