While the Ossuary's force of Transcendents prepared for the impending battle, the same was also happening on the side of the Errant…
Far across the snowy plains, moving into the much warmer territory where the barrier of the world tear itself resided, the cities bordering the boundary on both sides were essentially ghost cities now.
Whether in the real world or within the world tear, the streets were utterly empty and devoid of life. The only exceptions were a very few nosy Arcanists and unaffiliated Ossuarists… or rather, revenants.
Unlike the logical majority who saw the massive movements of the Ossuary and fled the region to escape the path of the coming storm, the few who stayed behind felt there were opportunities to be had.
They believed they could scavenge the remnants of the clash, so long as they could stay alive. Whether they were right or wrong remained to be seen, though.
