Anubis nodded and looked around the streets. He changed his posture to match that of an uncertain urchin following his wayward mother. "Then she'll be easier to fight. If you had something of this host, I could possibly get a feel of what we are dealing with. But then probably not, since there is magic on both sides. Spells can be blocked easily. " He thought aloud as the walked."It's hard to remember particulars, as she was trying to capture us without killing us, but there was a lot of fighting, and both she and her host were talking to me. I guess that means she can take form if she likes, but I'm not sure of much else. Loosing my gold was rather overwhelming for me. Once they took that, there was no reason to stay and fight any longer," Slygotha responded. She was trying to remember the particulars, but was unsure of certain details. By now, the bustling crowd had entered the main city, with buildings rising like forbidding monoliths above, more cars, cleaner people mixing in as the poor peeled off to sell wares to buyers in the city. Many of the poor fishermen were heading to the fishmarkets to sell to the fishmongers, the farmers to the trade hubs of their specialties. The crowd was evolving into cleaner, higher class folk, with fancy phones, washed hair, and pressed clothes. The dirt was replaced by cement and asphalt.
Nidhogg wrapped an arm around her brood mother's leg. She jammed her thumb into her mouth and started nervously chewing the nail. Her shadow stone waivered in her chest, small tendrils snaking behind her eerily as it responded to her emotional state.
Slygotha patted Nidhogg gently. "Don't loose yourself to fear. We can't reveal ourselves or we are finished here."
Nidhogg sniffled and nodded, still chewing her thumbnail, but she willed the stone back under her control.
Valstrath looked around with wide-eyed wonder as the city transformed around them. Razeth clung close to his mother.