Thirty minutes flew by. Jack then descended and stored his prized mount. Now that he was near his destination and not traveling over random forests and wildernesses, he didn't want to draw any unneeded attention to himself. Although he did feel temporarily depressed after putting away the exciting mount, which had fulfilled many nostalgic, nerdy fantasies.
But the decision paid off.
With his minimap out, Jack passed the final treeline. All that was left was a breath-taking view.
