Altar of Twilight —in his right hand was the key to the bottomless pit.

Raimo had charged south down the mountain, with @Sialuk at his heels. He came to a valley there. His breath was hitching in his chest but other than that, the man felt very much alive and thrilled by the run! Even though his neck felt bruised from where she had grabbed him, and his pride was a touch wounded, he did not mind to be roughly handled.

It wasn't until after, when he'd spent some time trawling the valley for a taste of water or some back alley with which to sneak back to the mountain, that he found himself facing an imperious wall of stone. The high walls were not things a canine could scale; there were signs of mountain sheep of some variety (the smallest eaves to the stone where their cloven feet could catch), however it became clear by the time the sun began to set that Raimo had somehow trapped himself.

If he wished to escape down the range he would have to cross close to the spear again, and to the angry girl — a fate he did not wish to tempt.