In the dark valley, Lizzy and Si Sanga were led by Sol through the forest. She opened up barriers upon barriers with just a flick of her wrist that Si Sanga was shaken. This woman was not just any nether person. Yet she bowed to Lizzy as her master. Just who was Lizzy? He wished to ask her this, but looking at Sol’s straight back, he could not utter a word.
“We are here, my lady.” Sol said and stepped out of the way. They found themselves looking at a tall mountain and turned to sol in question. They were not even sure when they had approached so close to the mountain, but his mountain was worrisome to look at. It rose sharply before them, lacking the soft transitioning of normal rolling hills. It was just smack in their face.
“What is this place?” Si Sanga asked.
“This is where the treasures are held.” Sol answered.