Mace’s POV ——— Mace was saddened to hear that Taz was finished. His companion knew he couldn’t last within the depths any longer, his body aching for the sunlight. The Forgotten clan had come to an end and it was now time to move on, with or without Taz, Mace thought to himself. “Don’t worry, I will see you again once my business is finished down here.” Mace spoke to the other vayron, a soft smile appearing along his face. “Alright be safe.” Taz replied, dipping his head before walking off to join a group of haedians waiting to escort him from the caverns. Cailu approached Mace, a grim look upon his face. “It is time to move on.” He uttered, a brow raising as he awaited a response. Mace nodded, catching one last glimpse of Taz before turning away to follow his guide deeper into the caves. “So, the Brutes?” Mace questioned, attempting to learn about this next group a bit more. His previous interactions had not been the best thus far. “Yes. They are the laborers, the ones that put the