His screams still echoed the cave as he jolted awake, his Ghost hovering just before him with a worried expression on its little features. The Hunter panted, still feeling the heat of the flames rolling off him in waves. His entire form was drenched in sweat, and before long, the unbearable heat gave way to a shivering cold.
His helm turned toward the entrance of the cave, obviously trying to avoid conversation with Pax as he watched the sun slip over the hills they'd traveled the day prior. His mind racing over the bits and pieces that he remembered from the dream. He tried to put together whether it had been twisted in his imagination, or had it actually happened, and no one could answer that but himself.
"Are you alright?" Pax would finally ask, nudging his Guardian's shoulder pad nervously.
"I'm fine. Just another Nightmare." Feron responded coldly before shaking his head. "Sorry, I just... I don't want to talk about it right now." He quickly added before standing, a hand placed on the overhanging side of the cave while he peered out, searching for anything deemed threatening before stepping out into the fresh air. He could tell he badly needed a shower, the stench of his body often made itself known with sudden movements, and he would turn his lip up in a sneer before his gaze traveled back to Pax.
"Lets go, Pax. We're almost there." He responded with a light tone, trying to push the nightmare aside as he pulled his Hand Cannon out, prepared for anything as they made their way up the side of the mountains.
The journey was rough, as the mountains were unforgiving. Several times Feron had just about lost his footing, but he was easily able to recover. It took a good half the day just to crest the mountain that stood between him and the Last City, and as the sun reached its highest point, so had the Guardian and his Ghost. Hazel eyes took in the sight of the city, located just under the massive planet like being he knew was the Traveler. Anything beyond its protective shields was destroyed, burnt and broken, rotting away, while inside the shields a city flourished. There were no lights to see, as it was day, but he was sure that had it been night, it would have glowed with its beauty.
"So this is the Last City?" Feron would ask, his eyes never leaving the structures that gleamed in the distance.
"Yes. Beautiful, is it not?" Pax would respond, turning his single eye to the Hunter before slowly turning back. "We should get moving. Daylight is wasting, and we need to reach the city before night falls. We're going into Fallen Territory, so be prepared, Guardian."
"Of course. Lets go."