A whistle from the depths of Odin's skeleton reverberated in the air for a moment, sending out a high pitched shrill that many likely wouldn't even be able to hear. It was a signal, but it wasn't intended for a human's ears as it wasn't a human the Lich was signalling. He had dragged the elf boy out of Hosenka, to a dark clearing where they wouldn't be found, but the would not be able to travel like that. Odin was heading towards Oak City, the closest place to a home he had known, and that meant traversing through a great many of Fiore's cities, including Magnolia once more, somewhere the Lich likely wouldn't be welcomed even if they weren't aware of his betrayal. So they would not travel by foot, they would go by sky.
In a few moments after he had called his pet, it would fly down. A majestic creature, an undead winged dhuilin, who's name had been given by the Lich as Nemesis. It could transport him, as well as one other, to wherever he desired without question or reluctance. He was quicker in the air than most were on land, and would allow the Lich to transport his quarry to the destination much quicker, and with many fewer concerns, than walking would entail. The blue eyes of the creature complimented Odin's own red, and it's decaying flesh was a reminder that life was fleeting, but the two beings were eternal. While one existed, so would the other, and that was why Odin had been gifted this being from HER, a testament to his faith and fervour.
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