Timely Isolation

Edagon.

Benzard sat next to Sause's large body, his sword across his lap.

He didn't know how long he was supposed to wait and watch over the Giant's body like this. He was already growing tired of it, quite honestly.

Just hours ago, when things started to become strange, with Aigas stripping in drapes of time, Sause had told Benzard that he had to make a little trip and that he'd be leaving his body behind. He had charged Benzard with protecting his body. Apparently, the Giant wasn't too confident about his survivability on this trip of his, and if something were to happen to him, he wanted Benzard close by.

A few minutes after Sause had 'left', Benzard had understood what this trip the Giant mentioned was about.

In one of the drapes of time flitting across Aigas' sky, Benzard had watched as a dragon far larger than the Herald he knew, Jerthrax, spit out a torrent of flame so bright and so pure that he hadn't been able to open his eyes for a while.