Physical form was both a blessing and a curse. It allowed much more freedom of action that the any other realm would ever give, and combining it with one of these other realms could lend tremendous power to the user, as wizards had long ago found out. However, it also tricked the mind into a false sense of achievement. The physical realm was so real, that an ending in it seemed final. If only life were that simple.

Rowen knew that they had achieved a lot in "killing" the demons. He also knew though that the fight was far from over. He let it slip for now though; Shendron and Isurra were too contented in their victory to be broken by news like that, at least for the time being. And they had both been so good to him, he would hate to see their faces at such news. But in time, he knew, they would find out, one way or the other.

Isurra and Shendron seemed to have formed a new type of unspoken bond. Their behaviour towards each other was as it had always been, save their body language; this spoke of another reality in their perceptions of one another. Rowen couldn't quite decide how thier relationship had changed, but he decided to let it play itself out. In the meantime, he kept himself busy with preparations for the next onslaught.

"I believe it's about time we search for that document in earnest." Shendron was clearly frustrated at their lack of progress on their mission.

"Very well. Let us use the wizard to help us unearth its location." Isurra's idea was sensible, but her phrasing of the sentence seemed to point to a newfound distrust of Rowen.

"The wizard?!" Shendron was obviously not sharing the sentiment.

Rowen sighed. Now what?