Keskodai moves closer and boggles the mind of the strange dog, attempting to make it disoriented for a while or something.
damage
Between the combined efforts of the Starfinders, they manage to take down the strange dog thing without taking too much damage in return.
Things are quite for a few moments.
"Thanks guys! Those things really would have distracted me from my work. Maybe even hurt me!" Felise says, shattering the silence.
”I thought they would be limitless. Anyway, good thing you are safe.” Keskodai says to Felise.
The mist within the Eternity Arch clears, as the time dimensional is shunted away and replaced by the transparent figure of a dragonkin clad in an explorer’s outfit. “I’ve attuned it!” Felise cries, her face lighting up. “The Arch is stabilized!” As the dragonkin figure within the Eternity Arch grows more substantial, Felise reaches toward her, tears streaming down her face. “Heraxia! Is it really you?” She cries.
“Felise!” The dragonkin reaches out, but as their hands near one another, Heraxia’s flickers, fading into insubstantial mist once more. “So, you’ve been investigating the Arch too?” Heraxia looks over the Starfinders assembled around the room, blinking back tears. “I see you’ve been getting some assistance as well. The Pathfinders have been helping me try to return home from here, but...”
Felise examines the archway for a moment and frowns, quickly sobering. “It’s not strong enough, is it? It’s completely attuned to your time, but you’re still wavering.”
“I can’t step through,” Heraxia says. “This time keeps pulling at me, holding me here. But I think I have a solution. The Pathfinders will put me into stasis by sealing me in a chamber within the ruins. Look for the secret door at the back of this room, behind the Eternity Arch.” Her voice grows fainter as she speaks. “I’ll...be waiting...for you...”
As Heraxia disappears, the Arch’s glow fades, the symbols carved on it freezing in place. Felise turns back to the Starfinders, drawing herself up to her full height. She takes a deep breath, then says, “Well, let’s go have a look.” After a careful inspection of the chamber’s back wall, she presses a panel, and the wall swivels open to reveal an ovular vault built of smooth red stone devoid of any edges or angles. A sealed metal and glass sarcophagus stands at its center.
Felise hurries over and, examining the pod’s controls, then quickly adjusts a few dials. The pod slides open with a hiss, revealing Heraxia’s sleeping form. As Felise reaches for her hand, the dragonkin’s eyes open. “At last,” Heraxia murmurs, taking Felise’s hand.
“At last,” Felise echoes, beaming. Through her tears of joy, she glances back at the Starfinders. “We are together again. We can’t thank you enough for your help. If you ever need anything at all, please don’t hesitate to call on us.”