The two special combat personnel quickly vanished into the black mist.

Horus set down the Stone of Silence and closed his eyes, entering a deep meditation.

He was exhausted and needed a good rest.

Under the warm firelight, everyone was either meditating or in deep sleep. The orange glow of the fire blocked the swirling black mist and the congealed black ash, bathing this small world in the blessing of fire. The souls of the Fire's children were resting in the warm light.