Whooooooosh.
Morok and the others left the border of the Primal Lands. They didn't return to the Befallen Crown because they still hoped to find Adam, even though they didn't even know where to start.
These were no longer the icy lands where Adam had fought Vaarh and where Goen lived. It was a dense forest with tall cliffs and huge trees with equally large fruits hanging from their branches.
This was the jungle at its wildest, the kind of terrain that filled most of the Primal Lands, not just the frosty lands with fearsome beasts.
Morok looked around one last time before gesturing for them to move to their temporary base.
Rustle! Rustle! Rustle!
An imperceptible rustling sound came from the top of one of the tallest trees, indistinguishable from a random gust of wind.
"What do you think?" Zargos asked.
Adam gulped.
"So... Those bastards were hunting me? Damn, they turned out to be smarter than that team."
Zargos shrugged.
