Legacy of the Phoenix May 6, 2019 23:48:45 GMT
Post by D-Reaper Scout on May 6, 2019 23:48:45 GMT
It was honestly hard to believe that anything was out here in the middle of nowhere. The Forsaken Wasteland was a unique landscape, even in the Digital World: devoid of light by a perpetual mix of ash and thick clouds overhead, the soil underfoot stood dry and barren, shifting with a grating crunch with each step. The only plants that did manage to grow in this hell-scape was a thick, weedy root, one that one could swear was almost specifically meant to get caught right around someone's foot and cause them to fall flat on their face. Only a few dared travel out here - mostly to try and hide from the law - but the wasteland's oppressive nature made such efforts only last days at most.
So why on earth was it the central point of an S-Rank mission?
At the established coordinates - a good quarter mile into the wasteland itself - one would find a set of ten staves embedded into the ground, each tipped with a small white crystal that gave off a fairly strong glow, enough to finally see the grayish soil underneath.
"Seriously, you two have me dragged out here for some kind of wild goose chase?" A tamer (X) gave a sigh, his partner Deputymon looking on as the man boredly sat on the ground.
Nearby, a Datamon quipped: "Hey, you're the one who came back to us after that whole mess. We'd apologize for before, but whatever mess you get into now is on you."
"Well, seems our resident cynic's up and about a bit early this time, isn't he?" The fourth and final figure, a Wizardmon, shared a small laugh at that - the sorcerer himself the least concerned about the damnable place he was standing. "Anyway, you already said that we'll probably find nothing, so what's a day off for you, ya bucket of bolts?"
"Tch. All I'm saying is I'll believe it when I see it. We're stuck paying this out of our own pocket if this turns out to be a waste of time..."
Ayaka and Coolmon