You walk away from the Seela community and up the banks of the White River, retracing your hike back to the bridge near the elven village and Anyariel's shrine. The hike takes you a couple of hours and your only obstacles are a few newly fallen trees and the occasional cloud of ash kicked up by the wind.
You come upon the bridge with its tower-fort and climb up the embankment, the village and shrine clearly visible a short distance away. "We can probably be out of the woods by late afternoon," says Torrent as she consults her map, "so a short detour to the shine should be no problem Kirio."
As you prepare to head off, you hear the now familiar explosion and see the flower-shaped burst of flame that signals the appearance of the devil. He is standing behind you the bridge with his wicked-looking glaive at the ready. You turn and step onto the bridge to face him.
"Ahhhhh the brave heroes. Congratulations on your fine work here. Its a pity you chose not to work with me. My path would have been so much more delightful. The blood of fey would have run at our feet. Anyway, I grow tired of tracking you through these woods and my masters are eager for results. So, I will make this simple for your puny mortal minds to comprehend. Immediately drop the intelligence-filled case on the ground and walk away. Do anything other than that, and I will paint this bridge with your entrails."
