[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Andy]

Tiras awoke the next morning tired and sore, but somewhat refreshed. He groaned as he got up, stretching out and working his muscles to relieve some soreness. The fog had rolled back in during the night. He took up the halberd in his hand and donned his helm, raising the visor so he could see and breathe. He began to look for his comrades, finding Lennox asleep in the corner he'd trained in the night previous. The white-hilted blade was still leaned against the wall where he'd left it. Tiras looked at it, and he could feel the sword's strength, but he also felt a foreboding feeling. If he touched the sword for longer than a moment, he was sure he would die.

He shook off the feeling and went to find Renata and Raye.

Today was the day. The Dragon's Gate, and the end of their struggle on this island.