Chapter 46: Guilt, Betrayal, and Friends

It was the beginning of a new day, it felt especially so after last night’s near-death experience that the group had. The morning breeze grazed upon their bloodied and pale faces, each tending to his wounds and fatigue while riding on the wolf’s back.

They rode from the south, going from the valley toward the periphery of the mid-tier area before they went east. Hazel wondered why they traveled so much, but she was in, albeit only physically, a better condition than the rest.