The first few fights were pretty damn hard with so little light, but I was patient and did my best to maneuver the enemies in such a way, that they couldn't surround me completely, and eventually dealt with the whole group. This scenario repeated itself few more times.
Time passed little by little. At some point sun finally closed itself to the horizon bringing more light. It was gray around when I reached the point where passage through the canyon was splitting, heading to the orc camp on one side, or to the harpies on the other.
I chose the second option, and with few more steps, a view that brought me to my knees showed itself before my eyes. A camp belonging to the expedition we send a month ago.
Guards noticed me almost as soon as I noticed them, and few persons came to meet me halfway. Dirty Nobuo Adachi, wearing clothes with many signs of a long journey. Zora was with him, and she didn't look much better.
