Barbarian Ruin did not have many chances to mess with Abel during this 2 days journey. He needed to maintain the mounts' battle mode with his body energy and the mana he was lacking.
Therefore Barbarian needed to rest most of the day to recover his mana.
The past 2 days, they made their way through towns and cities, but they arrived at a patch of scattered rocks after passing through a mountain peak. People were nowhere to be seen, and a forest soon appeared.
It was noon. The sun was blazing on the trees with patches of purple fog in the mist. The place looked mysterious and beautiful.
However, Abel did not think that way as he sat on the back of Black Wind. That forest gave him an unbearable sense of danger.
"Wizard Abel, that's the purple fog forest. From now on, things will start to get dangerous any time. Be careful!" The priest pointed at the forest upfront and said.
