Once everyone was rested and ready, the group got moving again, slower than Karl would have preferred, but moving steadily northeast out of the attack zone.
Soon, they would be crossing the major road that ran east out of Clifnal, where they were originally intending to sell their goods, but they couldn't follow that road east just yet, as it ran southeast down into the region that had been influenced by the Cyclops spawn.
Hopefully, there hadn't been too many merchants going that way in the last few days, but Karl was certain that at least a few unfortunate groups had wandered into danger, unaware that anything had changed since they left the city.
"The road should be a good spot for the night. We can also pretend to be proper merchants again, despite our lack of wagon. Why don't we stop there for the evening, and then if there is another incident, we might be able to gather more allies for the fight, which we can leave in the morning under the guise of regular business?" Karl suggested.
Prince Corbin considered that for a moment, and then nodded. "That works for me. The less suspicion that our presence draws, the better. Even if we don't have any wagons, most of the groups that meet us at night won't know that until dawn, at which point we can make up an excuse. If there is no incident, we won't need to say anything, and if there is an incident, they'll be happy to have us, and unlikely to look too deeply into our motivations."
They made it to the road an hour before dark, a proper time for a travelling group to start setting up camp. [Nobody within ten kilometres, and most of them are already set up for the night.] Hawk reported.
[Alright, you can come down and rest. Rae will take over the night watch duties in an hour or two.]
Hawk landed outside the camp, and then smirked at Karl as he took out one of the many transformation tokens that Rae had stolen from the Fortress.
In his natural form, he was a massive flaming bird, blue at the feathers, but when he focused on toning down the fire he turned back to red as the temperature dropped.
But when he activated the transformation spell, he didn't turn into a human as Karl had expected. Instead, he appeared to be one of the feathered Demons. His head looked the same, and while he had a mostly humanoid body, and feathered arms, he still had pale blue and red wings on his back.
{Ha, I am people now.} Hawk chirped, then got the most confused look on his face.
{The spell is broken.}
"I think that you need to focus more on looking like a human. You still look like yourself, but you're shaped a bit like a human." Karl explained while trying not to laugh.
Hawk transformed back into his natural form, then focused hard on what humans looked like. He hadn't seen a lot of them without clothes on, but he at least understood the difference in male and female forms. So, he focused on making himself into a Karl.
He knew that form very well.
"Oh, that version is much better. You've still got a lot of feathers, and wings, but you definitely look more human now." Karl congratulated Hawk as the transformation succeeded.
He had pale blue skin and red feathers for hair and on the large wings on his back, but otherwise, Hawk now looked human.
He smiled, and Karl noted that he didn't have teeth, but a rim of shiny red beak. That might cause some issues eating, but it was a small thing.
"I am the Karl now!" Hawk agreed.
His voice was deep, but musical, and Corbin couldn't help but laugh.
"Is that the first time you used that ability? It's an incredible one." He congratulated the proud Thunderbird.
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