As the moon began to rise upon the city of Minue, Damien and his followers began to set up camp for the night. With a fire lit and shelters pitched, the students and guides began to drift slowly to sleep.
"You really are an idiot, you know that?"
Verse was awoken by the sound of a familiar voice. Opening his eyes, once again he saw Sky watching over him with a scornful look. As soon as she had his attention, she went right back to chastising him.
"So, I tell you to run since people know where you are, and you just stay there. Then, you ignore me about hiding and instead choose to GO LOOKING FOR HIM!? What, are you crazy? You and I both know he'll tear you to shreds once he finds out who you are."
Verse once again started to speak up. "Look I have bigger things to worry about. I had a weird dream the night they learned the truth. Some guy in white. He said he knew you and sent you to me. What the hell was that about?"
Sky immediately gained a look of shock on her face. "Wait. Centani showed his face… to you? Look, I haven't known him long. I just woke up a few years ago and this guy was there. He asked for my story and I told him. Then he sent me away, and I saw you again. That was the first time I saw you since Mandala. But, he never told me how or why I could still see you."
"Well, did he ever say anything else.?" Verse became adamant to find an explanation. "I mean who is he? WHAT is he? Why does he suddenly care about someone he doesn't know?"
"I keep telling you, Verse, I don't know! He was talking nonsense about souls and legends and junk! Whatever he's hiding, he won't let me in on it, much less you!" With all this, Sky began to fade back into the light.
"The only thing I know is that he mentioned something about Jericho, whatever that means."