turning into something caustic

The sound of Seren's joy did much to lift his spirits, the child's laughter drawing attention from other merchants who were just setting up for the day. "Faster?" he echoed. "I'm not sure how fast we can go!" Not that it stopped him from urging the cloud onwards, Ronin grinning as they became suddenly lighter, and he nudged his daughter gently as if to tell her he knew she had a hand in it. Then the bat form of Sunjata flapped up beside them, and Ronin slowed a bit just so the other man didn't exhaust himself while hungover. The only issue, of course, was that the storm was still raging above, and all of them were getting soaked. Still, at least it was faster than walking. "There, I think we made our point. Lead the way, Jata." He nodded to the bat, as well as Haai up ahead. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.