The wendigo facing Ician chuckled, raising two ice shields, one deflecting both Ician's swords and Blade's bolt, the second catching the knives. It dropped the shields just as quickly, a blade of ice forming in its hoof as it swung at Ician.
The stallion with the hammer yawned, turning on his hoof as he trotted back to his carriage, murmuring some about 'bloody children and their bloody adventures.' Pariah watched him, picking up his bow and dispatching all the remaining wendigoes, bar the one facing Ician.
In the distance, the crystal empire had come into view.
"Can't say I do..." She muttered, glancing at Krix. Unfortunately for the small group, they would find little other reference to the cave, or the dark magic in the cave.