C65 I Might Really be Trapped.

"It's been too long, Father, Mother."

Perched on the rocky ridges encircling the basin, Igrel addressed Carrick and Garcia.

"Indeed, Igrel. How have you been faring at your grandfather's? We regret only being able to visit every few months."

Carrick extended his claw to gently touch Igrel's head, his voice tinged with concern.

"I'm managing. I've grown accustomed to Grandfather's ways