The rainy season had fully come.
Over the course of the night, Artaris had been bathed with relentless rain that only ended early in the morning.
Because of this, the air was fresh with moisture, and the pleasant dewy scent was everywhere.
But that was not all…
"It's muddy…" Yennefer was walking on the tip of her toes to avoid her shoes getting completely covered in mud.
The heavy rain had caused erosion in the village. Since they had no proper roads, the dirt roads were messy, there were water puddles everywhere, and deep grooves marked the ground.
Artaris was already terrible in appearance, but now, it looked like a slum.
Eliron crinkled his brows.
Yennefer sighed, and then her feet elevated from the floor as she hovered above it, giving up on walking.
Tiny seemed even more enraged by all the mud. Even after reducing his size, his leg would still often sink deep into a mud puddle.
"Hrukk!"
