Getting through Blasted Steps was the LEAST of your worries...it was getting through Blasted Steps without a map that worried you. Of course, there was a light at the end of the tunnel like always.

Shakra was always there whenever you needed her. This time, you followed her golden trail of rings into a small cave. She sat on her blanket and hummed to herself

Noticing your presence, she looked up and placed her mapping supplies down.

"I see you have dared to travel through such harsh lands...I can't say I didn't doubt you would come this far...but I am glad you have."

Her words were always blunt. She stood up and lingered over you slightly. As if used to the routine, she pulled the map for the Blasted Steps out of her bag

You pulled out your rosaries and paid happily. She placed the map in your hand...but hesitated. In confusion, you tilt your head

"I am sorry, warrior from below...but are you sure you wish to seek further in this land? The Citadel is near....I do not go there without reason....I will not be able to protect you there."

The tall wasp named Shakra was being....sincere. caring. What was supposed to be a brave and skilled Cartographer and warrior, turned out to be a bug willing to protect her friend. Of course...all Shakra ever sought was to protect. Failing to do so with her master, the last person she has to protect was you.

"Why can't you reside here? With me? I'll make sure no bug can harm you in Bellhart...let another weaver such as yourself fight the mother..."

She squats down to you in worry...hoping you'd side with her. But she knew...deep down....you'd ascend to the Citadel. She didn't know when the next time she'd see you was...or if she'd ever see you again for that matter.