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The two of them materialised on the beach. The sea breeze was a sharp contrast to the choking dust that had just been about to envelop them. They felt a little disoriented for a moment before realising where they were. The cove was quiet except for the sea gently lapping against the shore
“Andreas and Nicholas don't appear to have arrived,” said Achil, looking around at the sandy cove.
“They’ll be here,” replied Nishga. “Let's just hope its sooner rather than later.”