In a race against the setting sun, Vyrena sped up as much as she could. Upon approaching the wall of the Jungle, she wondered if the defenses might have been improved since their escape. However, as she flew past it, it was clear that nothing changed.
Everything seemed to be the same. It only took her minute or two to reach as high up the tree as she could. Vyrena gently placed Sorren and the unconscious Mara down on a tree branch before taking to her human form.
She had sweat trickling down her brow which she quickly wiped away with the back of her hand. Sorren was already looking up at the sky at a tilted angle. She could not read his expression, so she looked up for herself.
Still, she could not see anything. Vyrena carefully stepped from side to side, testing out different angles to see it would make a difference. But nothing seemed to be working. She reached her hand up. Maybe if there was something, she could feel it.
