Descending the Nether Mountains is much quicker than going up them you soon realize. Travel has been uneventful. Actually, it has been downright boring. Amyria, who just a few days ago became unfused with the ceremonial platinum sword you retrieved from Castle Rivenroar, is nearly comatose. Sure she travels under her own power, in fact she seems tireless and only rests when Umberto calls for the group to stop.
She seems to be in a trace almost at times. You try to strike up a conversation but all you get are the shortest of answers. She smiles politely at your attempts, but immediately delves right back into her daze.