Zweision Island

For a brief second it looks like a smile invades Yeza's face, but it quickly disappears.

"Well if you're making it somewhere, then you're making it out alive, and that means we probably are too," Zeke says with a grin.

The three monks could be heard chanting as the group talks. Eisen seems to be making a salt circle centered on the fire pit while Nico paints lines in the snow and Lazarus sprinkles some strange dust into the flames.