Emmaline sat up, her head buzzing. Tiny flecks of gold drifted across her eyes for a moment as the disembodied voice of the skull echoed in her head. The spell she had just performed had taken nearly everything out of her, it had only been possible at all because she found the small bronze pin which had once been a part of the skeletal leaders chariot and thus provided her with a link to him.

The skull finished its oration and then seemed to waver for a moment before vanishing. The chill night wind blew for a moment as Emmaline beheld the ancient city beyond, perplexed by the powerful enchantments that had hidden the city for thousands of year. Even as she watched the eastern sky began to grow lighter, heralding that dawn was not far off. Sluggishly Emmaline pulled herself to her feet, leaning against Amal as they half hobbled, half walked up over the dune.

By the time the receached the crest of the dune the sun had broken the horizon and they had to squint to see the city beyond. It was vast and spawling with dozens of large buildings which might have been palaces or temples. At the center stood  massive pyramid of white stone, taller even than the colleges of magic in Altdorf. The morning sun blazed around it like a halo as they staggered down the far side of th dune and onto the ancient and dust choked streets. By mutual agreement they staggered into the nearest building, finding relief from the already sweltering sun in the white washed stone edifice.