Into the Enemy's lair.

"They left already, I'll take us there myself," Declared Acacia as she strode out of the palace, beside her stood Raziah with that still same blatant impassive look on her face. Though her dress was a bit different this time because she had been provided with the right silver armor for battle, covering her inner clothing. The only part of her body exposed was her lower thighs, and her shoes were also made of armor. The headpiece was already over her head, with the visor thrown up so she could see properly...for now. 

Her sword laid inside its sheath, held in her right hand as she stared out in front of them, wondering how they were gonna get there. Not sighting any means of transportation, Raziah shifted her gaze back at Acacia with a slight crease of her brows, and just as she was about to open her mouth...