When the night blanketed the forest between Sill Alari and Thera, Michael and Gaya descended through the canopy to the thicket. They navigated through the woods.
They step on dried twigs and leaves, making creaking noises. Michael focused on the Environmental Map to see if any reapers were around them. But to Michael's
surprise, he hadn't found a soul. Michael thought it must be because the reapers wanted to maintain secrecy. After all, having several men patrolling could expose their location. Gaya followed the map, and eventually, they reached the hills adjacent to the forests. As far as one could see, there was nothing but stone before them.
"It should be here somewhere," Gaya furrowed her crease, running her hand through the rough surface.
