Mazora sifted the dirt in his hands from a footprint on the ground. He then placed his own hand on the footprint, which showed how recent it was.
"This is her." He stood up and told Cobra.
They had tracked Myra to the EDZ, and at this point, it had become quite obvious where she was going: The Shard of the Traveler.
Myra walked through the Dark Forest with her rifle at the ready. She had heard noises, strange ones, the entire time she had ran away. The whispers had only gotten louder as she got closer to the Shard.
"Myra, you know as well as I do we're not alone out here."
"It doesn't matter, we're so close."
Myra expected Vayne to respond with a witty remark, but she didn't. Myra turned around to find Vayne gone.
"Vayne?"
No response.
"It's quite dangerous out here, Myra." Myra heard the voice of Osiris.
"Osiris?"
"I came calling, and you answered?" Now the voice of Ana Bray.
Myra held up her rifle.
"You failed me. Me!" Cobra made an appearance too.
"Show yourself!" Myra yelled in a shaky voice.
"You disappoint me, Myra." Mazora appeared infront of her.
Last thing Myra saw was a spinning vortex.
Mazora shot at his doppelganger, the shot landing in his chest. The fake Mazora yelled a terrible scream. The fake Mazora's body began to convulse, and it ripped open, revealing Savathun, the Witch Queen.
"Savathun?" Cobra and Mazora both yelled. Savathun just laughed and shot out some kind of spell that cast a portal right underneath the two.
Cobra fell straight through, but Mazora held on. Savathun floated over to the portal, and looked down upon him like he was nothing. Mazora replied with a glare of his own, before letting go and falling into the vortex.
