Chapter 13: Infected.
Purely out of habit, Sil'fer looked at her radar map which had stopped functioning since a few hours back. She didn't need it. She stopped to wring the water out of her hair before noticing that she was slowly getting tired and felt rather weak.
Not unlike the effects of Jellen and Zalure on me during training. However, there was also another negative feeling, something which she could not quite grasp.
She stared through the dull mist at the dark-blue robed FOmar looking through a pair of what looked like binoculars, wondering if it had been him. Perhaps there are enemies attacking. She smiled through her discomfort, equipping her yellow-photon Ripper daggers before remembering the need for stealth and quickly putting them away
She looked in their direction again, this time at her sister, also with the binoculars, to see her draw a circle in the air with her hands, and gesturing to Break. She stepped nearer for a closer look to see them vanishing through a white portal, fast fading away.
After a moment's hesitation, she jumped in after them.