Hal stared into the endless darkness of the southern seas, hearing the unsettling crashes of the waves on the rocky edges of the Great Carralis Canyonlands.
After ambushing a sleeping, semi-aquatic monster of unknown species with the help of [Shadow Walk], he was able to claim a small natural alcove on one of the nearest canyon walls.
He also made sure to cast a [Spatial Distortion Barrier] and leave a few traps outside to ensure a serene night for himself.
Hal found it difficult to sleep. He couldn't help but think about Loki.
The wolf companion had razor-sharp senses, was extremely fast and nimble, and had powerful jaws.
There should be very few creatures Loki couldn't handle.
Even if he encountered one he couldn't deal with, there's a high chance the wolf would be able to escape.
'Please be fine, Loki...' was his prayer, and strangely, he was addressing it to Primordial Chaos instead of the well-known gods and goddesses worshipped by the Imperium.
