Mystic
"How much longer will it take?" I ask Jax with a grunt, wiping a bead of sweat that slides down my forehead.
It was getting dark already, and we were no where near the top of the mountain. We needed to get to the top, and then pass through the valley of illusions before we could safely get to Lone Caves.
I tilt my head back a bit, to get a better view of its peak.
Moments later, Holden catches up.
"We still have a long way to go." He whined, sizing up the mountain.
I shoot Jax a glare, who was still climbing regardless of our grunts and complains. Mind you, he was floating.
"Come on, hurry up those muscles; we're late." He said, his blue tiger body floating stably above us both. He was mocking us now, I could tell from the was he was cocking his head to the side.
"Easy to say, you're a floating tiger." Holden shoots back, while rolling his eyes, Jax's eyes bulge.
"Hey!!" He yells back.