Start the journey home.

You and Nyllia leave the cave behind. It was certainly more than a wyvern that you found inside. The beach was one thing, but after such an intimate event with Lady Nyllia Tesgella, it's hard to act exactly the same as before. Meanwhile, she can return to a stoic, noble demeanour with the snap of a finger. You continue to walk beside her as she marches in her glistening silver plate, and the sun gradually moves across the sky to fade towards the horizon. You're still a little tired from exerting yourself so much earlier in more ways than one, so you look forward to setting up camp for the night.

Just like many times before, the two of you set up to sleep. She pulls out some rations to eat, and you do as well, though you're pack is holding a strange menagerie of items. You pull out Rhail's shell bikini, almost forgetting it was in there. I don't know what I'm supposed to do with this in the meantime. I guess hold it until we happen to meet up again. But where even were we?

"Hmm? What is that you have there?" Nyllia asks.

You look to her--bikini in your hand. Quickly, you drop it back inside your pack and try to shrug it off. "It's noth--"

"Nice try, but I did already see it."

"... It's not mine. I don't wear things like that."

"I did not suggest that you did. The truth is a lot more interesting. I know what it means when a mermaid gives somebody her shells. You must have done something rather grand, and here I had no idea that you have traversed so far as to run into mermaids."

"When Amara and I were in Morniwo, we were sucked through a portal to somewhere far under the sea. Apparently some Witch of Decay was trying to get an army of undead to Silverleaf. I'm not really sure why. Maybe they were supposed to be brought somewhere specific. Either way, we stopped her."

"I see." She looks at you, rather surprised. "Fascinating. What became of her?"

"I'm not really sure. She was detained the last I saw her."

She lowers her head. "I have heard stories of that name. A powerful necromancer. I have never encountered her before, however, so I assumed her name was yet another legend tossed around between adventurers. If she truly is real, I am worried of her reputation. You and your party are surely strong... With her detained, I should not worry after all."

"It was me, Amara, her mother, and then uh... Well, if you can believe it, the Demon King's spymaster."

Her brow furls. "But that is certainly a large risk you are taking considering what your plan is."

"I know, but we bested her before. I have a certain backup plan to keep control of her, but she also has since left the Demon King's army."

"Can you trust her?"

"Maybe not, but I have a feeling she really is on our side now."

Nyllia smiles. "You have a way with women, so I do not doubt your intuition."

Do I though?

"Let us sleep," she continues. "We should be home before we know it. Then I suppose you have much planning to do. I will do all I can to assist, so rest easy. You need all the strength you can get."