Welcome to Legends of Evandris.

I'm Iris and you're listening to Beneath Dark Wings.

Here's what happened last time.

You see, finally, several stone steps carved into the mountain almost out of nowhere.

The wind is howling, but then you hear,

Oh,

oh,

Jesus.

The sound of this horrible, guttural howling.

What is that?

I don't know, but let's kill it and sleep in it.

You're uncovering a statue, and almost the fervor that you feel to get rid of the snow you're shoving it off

its falling thousands of feet down below as you stand on this precipice completely bathed in the wind

pazzuzu no pazzuzu pizuzu suddenly you realize you're standing at the top of the mountain. You're

absolutely freezing as the wind is howling all around you. You are frigid. You're shaking. You realize

now that you are thousands of feet up. Up on the top of the mountain, I just woke up upstairs,

uh, up, up outside. What did you go outside? They could be yiddies. I felt called, Toa.

Here's a birdman statue with six eyes at the top.

And you look around and you realize you're surrounded.

Mounting huge saber-toothed white tigers

is a group of heavily armored horse.

You are all standing in a cragier part of these hills and steps.

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