"Leon!" she called out, knowing his supernatural senses would hear her perfectly despite the rush of wind that should have torn her words away. "When we're about five hundred kilometers from here – roughly at the midpoint of our journey!"
She felt the slight adjustment in his movement, which indicated he was listening and encouraging her to continue.
"The royal treasury of Miles Kingdom," she said, her practical nature asserting itself even in these extraordinary circumstances. "We'll be passing directly through their capital. Their palace holds one of the few meaningful treasures in this region – accumulated wealth from generations of trade with merchants brave enough to venture near the Forbidden Mist."
