Many days of travel passed, the Raptors galloped day and night without stopping to cross the heat and dangers of the Scorching Desert as quickly as possible. Once they left the sand dunes, they finally reached a hilly and green land that separated the desert from the Putrescent Swamp. They stopped as soon as possible to rest, eat, and get their mounts to breathe.
In a small clearing in the hills surrounded by woods, they camped and were about to light a bonfire.
"I'm gonna hunt for some meat for us.
…and also, for Mauler and his friends." Kimora said as she was leaving.
"I'm sorry, who?!" Jorael asked in confusion as he lit the fire with Bromur beside him carrying some logs.
"Mauler, my Raptor..." she replied nonchalantly.
"Oh, right, I guess..." Jorael whispered.
"I'm coming too, I need to check our surroundings to make sure Drahmy is safe.
